WiredUp4U, 7th in series.
masked, 4th in series.
- 20 x 20 in
So before the flowers exist again. Tell me your sweet secrets. Let them flow seamlessly into me until I am completely consumed. Until I am begging for more, but unsure whether I can take it. I beg and scream and plead like a spoiled brat for your words. When the silence sets in, all I’ve ever wanted was to hear your voice. Any letters sound better after they’ve touched your tongue. Then just like everything else that flies too close to the fun… they rot.
Circa. 2023
Mixed Media
Self Portrait
Vessel IV
- 12 x 12 in
To sow a seed is eternal. It’s conception. It’s creation, conservation by means. Not unknown, nor unseen. Just forgotten.
Circa. 2023
Digital painting
WiredUp4U, 7th in series.
- 12 x 12 in
The unique wavelengths that our eyes emit and receive are incompatible. The specific particles of our bodies. Dead skin and empty apologies. Exuding and absorbing at clashing velocities. Allergic to each others’ excuses and perfume, all the same.
Circa. 2023
Digital painting