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Trying to be my most self-indulgent with drawing right now, sometimes I get so far removed that getting back is a challenge in itself.
And in the trough of the waves
Which are pawing like dogs
Day ??? #Inktober2019 #favoritelyrics
As I crash through the rafters
And the ropes and the pulleys trail after
And the holiest belfry burns sky-high
day 04 #inktober2019 #favoritelyrics
But always up the mountainside you’re clambering
Groping blindly, hungry for anything;
Picking through your pocket linings —
Well, what is this?
Scrap of sassafras, eh Sisyphus?
day03 #inktober2019
It was dark out, I was half-dead
I saw a star fall into the sky
Like a chunk of thrown coal
As if god himself spat
Like a cornered rat
day 02 #inktober2019 #favoritelyrics
From the top of the flight
Of the wide, white stairs
Through the rest of my life
Do you wait for me there?
day 01 #inktober2019 #favoritelyrics
I've been completely drained these past couple weeks, but lately I've been trying hard to either draw for myself or work on my inner world, not worrying so much about whether something is portfolio worthy.