8th
I’m Starting To Feel We Stayed Together Out Of Fear.
Sometimes we leave the ones we love for foolish missions we never wanted to accomplish in the first place. The dangers of always searching and never feel content can destroy the ones around you if you let it.
This piece was a good break from life. It was an old sketch I had found on my hard drive and I went about updating it to a higher resolution and painting it. Cathartic at the least.
I am now gearing up for the Halloween party tonight. Lady Sherlock Holmes awaits…
Dream from last night:
I told my mom I wanted a tattoo. She said, “Me too!” She explained how she wanted a rosary tattooed on her chest. How odd.
So damn excited about Halloween. My costume is complete. Red satchel. Capelet. Pipe. Magnifying glass. Pocket watch. Hotness. Pictures to come later. Woot!
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I think the main reason I love this movie so much is all the gloriously dusty primary colours
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