I really appreciate all the reads and comments I have received on my Color art pictures that I have done in a few adult coloring books that I have shared. Along with some of my original art drawings. I mainly wanted to share that I have published several adult coloring books on the site known as 'artwanted.com'. I have print and PDF versions of my books there. If you happened to be interested, go to the site and click 'BROWSE' and type my name. They are all pencil sketches in the coloring books. I also have a gallery of my artwork posted there as well. You can even buy them if you would like to. They are drawn using markers, crayons and stylus computer icons. Please comment.
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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