Every Leaf Speaks Bliss To Me

A few more mothwingy pieces from a backlog of mothwingy pieces in my files. I'm delighted to be able to say that 2022 has been my most productive year so far, and that collaboration has been a lovely experience. (I mean, since when have I ever really had a backlog of artwork to post before?) I've always been a loner who worked in solitude, so breaking out of that into something new has made me see things in a different light. For all of this, I am very grateful. Here's hoping to turn over more new leaves in 2023. 

Psykick Ohio/Spiral of Fate

The past and the pending, watchful trees, murmurs from beyond the veil. Synchronicities on late autumn nights, a cold grue that I will speak about one day, but not now, not yet. 

I'm back in Texas now but feel the lines of the map drawing me out and away. I see their shimmer at the horizon. It's been a long and patient wait, but finally, times are changing.