When I was in grade three, I wanted to draw a large intiricate tree. My mind wanted to but my hands wouldn't let me. I compromised and tried to paint them. I put a pool of paint on my pastel pink paper and used a straw to push the paint around. What a compromise it was; a good one at that.
Acrylic
My home has been closing in on me. Reorganizing everyday just to take some of the weight off my mind. Sometimes the relief you need is your familiar surroundings to seem new and refreshing.
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