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[sanslimites]

Looking through words and looking through pictures and thinking, this is not what i meant to do and i wonder if i'll ever manage to do it. i want to draw chakras and paint souls as ephemeral as dust and clouds and glitter in the most earthen tones- red clay, tall pale grasses and steppes reaching a dusty sky- the negative space between greens. Can you hold it? Scents too if i knew them, dry, wood, the grass turning brown and the clouds sharpening.

here among mountains and trees i miss the feel of the earth.