I'm a Los Angelino interested in black & white cross-hatching illustration. This is my process and accountability made accessible. Thanks for stopping by to marvel.
SEASON 02
She waded through the brooks for the right time to speak, afraid to be seen, she sunk deep in retreat, humming a melody that bubbled over her lips to sing, not quite drowning, yet playing with belief.
Another woman held hate with a fisted heart before it became her face, more than devil or angel she wrestled being human with friends like spiders.
Disgust
SEASON 01Â
"If the highest place I reach is at your feet, then I have done it all."