»Some goodbyes are not ends but releases.«  My new drawing is finally done. Let me know what you’re thinking looking at this.   Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

»Some goodbyes are not ends but releases.« My new drawing is finally done. Let me know what you’re thinking looking at this. Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

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Illusion: This post includes mixed-media art (watercolor, ink, and colored pencils on paper)

Illusion: This post includes mixed-media art (watercolor, ink, and colored pencils on paper)

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thinking of watercolour and eyes on the back of my neck. Someones always watching, so you can only always be yourself...

thinking of watercolour and eyes on the back of my neck. Someones always watching, so you can only always be yourself...

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