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    heA.R.T.
    heA.R.T.
    heA.R.T.
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    heA.R.T.

    By SuNn

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    Abstract art in poetic word form; tales of urban survival through the jungles of family, passionate love and inner self. Told mostly in layered matephor, pulling from mythology to untamed nature, heA.R.T. has a lyrical flow and a surreal beauty. Every visit back into this book reveals something new.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSuNn
    Release dateFeb 17, 2013
    ISBN9781301501885
    heA.R.T.
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    SuNn

    SuNn is a writer, hip hop soul artist and painter from Baltimore, MD currently working out of York, PA. She uses bold juxtapositions of shape and color to illustrate releasing the negative energy of inner struggles and to show the search for balance through spirituality, light coming through darkness and purpose in movement. SuNn cherishes individuality and has a powerful, raw style that shows her love and passion for life without shying away from the darker sides of depression, anxiety and a search for self. In art as in life, to SuNn...love is all.

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