…, those who love their artwork must fight for what they believe in, even if it’s not always pretty. They must hold on to their scintilla of hope and their heart must always stay afloat, especially when others attempt to convince them to let it sink.
Something I have just faced head on... the hidden fog embraced me...but only for a short time... the time that I, for now, can leave formless...and swim within the helix of serenity and joy.
Pure magic on the page. As always.
Thank you for being you.