Wood burning
I don't deserve to feel, I'm not even real, What used to be this face is my new saving grace, My soul will disappear; It withers with you here, I could be beautiful again but I'm safer in this skin.
Friday, August 31, 2012
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Wood burning
I don't deserve to feel, I'm not even real, What used to be this face is my new saving grace, My soul will disappear; It withers with you here, I could be beautiful again but I'm safer in this skin.
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Title: Fallen
Acrylic and prisma colored pencils
The snow clouded his eyes; slid into his lungs. Though the bullet was warm, cold swallowed it and sent him reeling into the heavens. Only a deer. Only, my dear.
Title: Tempo
Acrylic and netting
Feel the music. Get carried away...
Thursday, August 30, 2012
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Acrylic and prisma colored pencils
My love. All the beauty I notice in the world is founded by your very presence. Handsome man, perfect soul. I will be yours for the rest of my days.
Acrylic and prisma colored pencils
She was beautiful, yes she was. Then I thought of her and in my mind she fell apart and sank onto some paper.
Prisma colored pencils
A tattoo design for a best friend's brother. I hope it's enjoyed by his skin and the eyes of many. Woo!
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Title: Grasping at reality
Charcoal and conte
To those of us that crawl; to the discovery of ourselves as a host; to the release of souls into oblivion. I applaud thee and thy existence. Rise.
Title: I can't recall
Acrylic
No mind can stand the test of time but time once accepted your reality. Releasing it is all that exists. Fade
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