This series isn’t exactly the level I’m chasing, technically and aesthetically, ... but it was the beginning. And if your feet keep leaving the ground, everything starts floating. That feeling changed me. It hit my whole soul. I still haven’t fully recovered.
The beginning of everything. If your feet keep leaving the ground, this is what it turns into.
The beginning of everything. If your feet keep leaving the ground, this is what it turns into.
Let’s sit by the fire. Open the wine. Close our eyes, give ourselves to the ritual, drift away.
Let’s sit by the fire. Open the wine. Close our eyes, give ourselves to the ritual, drift away.
After a few Amsterdam hits, silhouettes started showing up, slowly.
After a few Amsterdam hits, silhouettes started showing up, slowly.
I shattered the identity I gave my soul to, with heavy black pencil strokes.
I shattered the identity I gave my soul to, with heavy black pencil strokes.
