nothing to say in words for which I would not stand for
2013
watercolor, gouache, ink, enamel on paper
30"x22"
Balanced in the cradle of this tiny town was a woman who one day lost her beauty. Her moldering bitterness flared and dusted the surface of her heart till one day she noticed that her words now sparked freely across her un-watched lips into ears unbound from the tyranny of the eyes avidities.
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