Wednesday, January 1, 2020

Last



Last

Nothing.
Surface blank.
Depth is considered.
A touch
and another
until last gives way.
New year
measured
against history
and doubt.

Last sketch of twenty nineteen.
10”x 7” ink and watercolor

Fountain Pen: Platinum Carbon fine point
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2 comments:

  1. YgraineJanuary 2, 2020 at 9:04 AM

    These images, like memories, come to haunt us...we're inside their heads, trying hard to piece together their pasts.
    Such vivid recollections we long to be a part of...to relive...

    Very intriguing...this masterpiece will keep me occupied for hours...:))

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