A new painting takes shape and poem

I am the bird who soars overhead
I am the wind in your face
I am the reminder
that you are beautiful
When you think you have fallen
from grace.
FotoMahaloness stages of paint development, fresh, listening to my friend peer and genius, Beatfarmer, this is a piece about the wolf spirit that followed me on my river journey down the Athabasca, I never saw the wolf, I only felt his presence, interested to see where this one goes…





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