So I sit in the sleeping world as I always do the last soul awake. Don’t try to do the math, it’s me. All these plans to paint and make and do to the sounds of the wind breathing. It is a lung puffing existence. No words only emotions and an ocean of brush strokes.
I plan much in these moments inside my head and inside little books. Narrowly plot lines and color palettes. Tiny adventures are coming.
tintanankin:
Love your blog ❤ very comfortable aesthetic. Excited to see more! In the moment I am trying math and found myself too, good lucky!
jaws318:
@tintanankin Thank you very much. Comfortable is my favorite. Math has always been so hard for me, that's so exciting. Good luck.