A woman was taming a squirrel.
drawingjourney
From another view.
All feelings come and go. Let come. Let go. Let live. Let die. Nothing more. nothing less.
Process.1
Next week kids are going to their grandma. Then I hope I can finish this one…the title will be then named.
One way.
At the end, it was the one way road, our lives.
Hand
I always had wrinkled and skinny hand with short knotty fingers, since childhood. But I never felt shame on my hands, was proud of their delicate movement and diligent work with no less strength. But now I feel, this hand might have needed some rest.
