can’t go there

photo of my beautiful mom in younger glorious days – my smiling bright star

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unwarm

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This piece is based on the night my father passed away. I can’t believe it will be a year this November since he left. On the night of my dad’s death, all the emergency responders were nothing short of amazing – wonderful people🌹

rolling off a flat world

I truly enjoy returning to older pieces and completely reworking them. I rarely like my original versions. I hack away the meat until only the marrow remains, then I throw out the skeleton and bury the bones.