And the wild bird whispered, "Hold tight."
2' x 2' Oil on Canvas
$1100
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I don't know what the most important thing is.
*Shrug*
I thought I did.
I maybe do.
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Things happen all the time
that shatter what I think I know.
I am constantly forced to collect my thoughts, pull them apart, throw them around the room, and sweep them back together into something that looks less like a mess and that makes me feel like
I accomplished something big.
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There are times in my life when I am super aware that there are only twenty four hours in a day.
Now is one of them.
I am incredibly busy, but with good.
and I do know certain things to be very true:
there is a bird in my chimney.
plastic bins cannot be chairs. falling into one hurts a decent amount.
and coffee right before exercising is a danger.
But so too are bees.
One flew into my face and then landed on the sidewalk. The bee died on my face.
And with that. I close.
