The canvas sat on top of a bookcase. For months. I worked on a quilt for my daughter's doll, some drawing, learned to use Copic markers, and made some small canvases, among other things, before getting back to the canvas. One day, I got an idea and had to pull out a pad of paper to sketch it out. This is what it morphed into.
Your radiance shines in every atom of creation ~ Rumi |
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