Losing Faith in the Face Garden
Charcoal, pastel, aged paper & writing on 18 x 24″ 140lb watercolor paper
Will debut at my upcoming exhibition Technicolor Hellscape
“My good thoughts drift away like my prayers to nowhere.” You begin to lose hope in the ultimate blind agreement. You cultivate your friends’ pasts as they remind you of the terrible things they went through as all of their prayers went unanswered as well. You wonder who you have been talking to all these years? You wave goodbye as you wonder if there was another way.
