The hand is discovered.
Exhale and inhaling,
The hand is a brush painting around me
Lines, dots, smears.
The common space became a huge canvas that began as white and turned crowded with layer upon layer of color. Read more
The hand is discovered.
Exhale and inhaling,
The hand is a brush painting around me
Lines, dots, smears.
The common space became a huge canvas that began as white and turned crowded with layer upon layer of color. Read more