A moment when you realise you must leave behind something that threatens your heart—something that weighs you down, wounds you, or holds you captive. That instinctive need to run, to escape, to protect what’s still whole inside you before it’s too late.
Oils on canvas board, 30×30cm
A moment when you realise you must leave behind something that threatens your heart—something that weighs you down, wounds you, or holds you captive. That instinctive need to run, to escape, to protect what’s still whole inside you before it’s too late.
Oils on canvas board, 30×30cm
I guess I'll post my art?
Just finished.
Lead me gently, it's oils.
I guess I'll post my art?
Just finished.
Lead me gently, it's oils.