(pencil, graphite and powdered graphite on 18x24cm coated wooden board)
Who you are is not who you’ve been – not the end of days
The silence, cold as a winter storm – don’t let it get your soul
The darkness that you know – it is not your home
Floating through the air – the mind is breathing in
Played it innocent – a feel of discontent
Finally facing it – fearless
One of my favorite scenes from my book, which I drew for experimental reasons. What you see here is not the final result, as I plan to paint with colors on it (the graphite-part serves as a sort of foundation here).