Book of Storms 36x36 This ended poorly

This ended poorly

Not abstraction and misery or the glamourizing of the next escape

What the fuck would I even do with my time

What is it like to expand but so gradually that you aren’t aware you are the biggest thing in the sky

The very first session I ever had with Nancy

Book of Storms 36x36 This ended poorly36x36 Acrylic Glitter Art Resin. Ready to hang. When light and shadow align. Youve come a long way. You have an even longer way. You know that. Take care. I had a writers' conference to attend this week but I was so panicked about having to pick out clothes and put on makeup that I stayed in bed and cried about it instead. My mentor isn't here anymore to call but I can still hear the exact pitch of her voice as she would tell me it was time to force