(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.