The night is cold, freezing, the icy particle run down my neck, although there she is, a woman covered with dark hair, she's as beautiful as twilight on a clear night. The pain tortures me but her eyes, I can;t stop glancing at them, I'm mesmerized, such beauty and so much kindness, I approach her. I beg her name. She rejects, but I persisted because I refused to die without knowing such a lovely woman's name.
I am a hermit, living in a world full of people, and I just like to make a lot of art.
I also like coffee. A lot.
This is a gallery-quality giclée art print on 100% cotton rag archival paper, printed with archival inks. Each art print is listed by sheet size and features a minimum one-inch border.