Approximately two-thirds of this piece, maybe more, is covered by some shade of white. Like a blanket or cocoon, it envelops a faint and fragile figure. The heavily textured canvas illustrates moments of pain and solace. A face pears out from the central upper area looking off the canvas to your left. The left side of the face drenched in crimson and violet, just over the right shoulder some ill yellow shapes loom just behind. A faint aroma of vanilla is present, protein supplemental powder was mixed with acrylic and ink as a soft unpredictable, and turbulent subsistence.
“Here's somewhere you could let your love run free
Come and give your soul a resting place
Finding someone is like finding yourself or home
If the key fits just open the door
Cause you're never gonna spend a lonely day here
Come and watch your fear fly away
And you'll never humble for a greener side then here
Gonna wrap you up in cotton wool and save you”
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