Winter 2022. Atlanta, Georgia.
Finger painted with oil paint sticks, graphite, and copic markers on paper. Original AvailablePrints are available upon request. 12x16 in.
March 31, 2019
All of my faces in the streets
Black cat
Dancing in the shadows
Ladders
Stacked out of reach
Just like my faces
I feel them beneath.
A bridge to gap
A shelf to stock
The lonely collective
Unconsciously stuck.
Fuck.
mourn for the dying not the dead.
L. R. Bennett
