A
thought
alone
and unique
among so many
in the collective consciousness
loses faith in itself--swallowed by the sheer volume
and depth of other cognizance.
Its creative spark
slowly dims,
sputters
and
dies.
Inktober 2020 - Days 1 - 3
Yes, I am attempting 31 drawings in 31 days again this year. I've decided to follow the official inktober prompt list and I'm adding...
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Today’s color: Maroon Feet are on the floor and I’m sucking air... and recognizing how very blessed I am. Be safe, be well, be grateful... -
Today's color: White GISH Starchy shrapnel covers the cutting board-- evidence of a warped mind driven to carve a couch ...
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