My mood is more nostalgic, and I cling to bits and frays of memories.More so the bad than the good. They come creeping in univited and nest within your chest to awaken a pain; a longing you wish to forget.
There is a somber cherishing that occurs for a love fallen and those sweet moments you knew no better.
And so comes this painting from those romanticized dreams I tuck away and refuse to let go.
Everything feels as though it is on pause. Maybe it is the winter. Or the economy. I can't help but hope for better.
1 comment:
Nice colors and compsition Kay! I'm gonna call you Kay from now on, is that alright? But not like K from Men In Black, I'm not saying you couldn't be a Man In Black, you just don't remind me of Tommy Lee Jones in the slightest, except maybe his character in No Country For Old Men. You should hang out with us more often, or ever.
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