
Colored pencil drawing on white paper, border added using PicMonkey
My postcard art submission, “Silver Mist”; for the Twitter Art Exhibit: NYC (2016), Benefiting Foster Pride’s “Handmade†Program…
I was born to run Wind in my hair Without wings I could leap over the moon My…
a blowing wind swirls endlessly in perfect harmony with the rhythm of our repeated sins an unrelenting rain…
Sometimes you just need to slow down and breathe in the moment. It has been a crazy couple…