From my new series of abstract contemporary art, this is probably my most personal piece. I cried while I was painting it. It’s called,
The temporal nature of love … these flowers — our dour dowries — devoured and deflowered by the hour. Be thy name Power? Thou have gone sour. Vulva. Vulva? Elbows? Eternity … but this rainfall tis but a shower.
$800 billion dollars.
too. Thank you for sharing.
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