Such a shame - when things don't end the way we wanted. When they end at all. The what ifs and what could have beens become the clouds in your skies. The poetry of the pain is sort of pretty though, isn't it? The sort of storms songs like these are written about.
The Details :
24” x 24” on 1.5” deep gallery wrapped canvas.
Mixed media (acrylic, found items). Wired and ready to hang.
Notes: Paintings are signed and titled on back. Photos are edited to match the true colours of the piece. Slight variances may occur.
