There is no other way down.
I take it back.
See the dying light.
A sharp pain.
These are sketches I’ve been holding onto. Always saving something for another day… so, today is it.
Filed under Life
Tagged as Art, depression, drawings, pain, therapy
These make me think of the desert, where I live; dry, a limited spectrum of color, but incredibly beautiful (beauty has no constraints). Have you tried doing any animation? I think these would make a great animated sequence, ie, if they transformed into one another sequentially.
I’d love to see your works in gallery with simple captions like that underneath each, would make for a lovely evening!
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