I’m not much into writing these days. There is a lot going on. Lots of forward movement which is good, if painful and exhausting.
It seems easier right now to express myself with my artwork. There are many layers under the drawing of this girl, including part of a coloring book page, music, a book, old paint pallets. More than you can tell that is there. Some of it you can see bits of, if you look carefully, but much is hidden from view. Like all of us with the stories that we carry inside of us.
Living While Healing 