Drawing - Ink - Digitial Light
With the light upon her back, she studied her shadow, tall and lean. Does it really reflect her being. She lives within the confines of the human dwelling, slinking, hiding, claiming a lap when she feels so moved. It is warm today. When it is warm, perfection feels within reach.
April 14th, 2011
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