“Trust that I shan’t chase for your hand. Yet t’would it be there, I would bless my skin within your touch-- to feel a joy and absolute quixotic and utterly euphoric spike in that of my saddening soul. Know that just the brush of your fingers is vexatious-- destroyingly foolish... And it’s all I crave.“ -- just a dialogue snippet from my project about two painters falling in love. The set of hands belong to this fella: [here.](https://inkblot.art/post/lASaKyuBVhkr54NkujjZ) Speedpaint: [here](https://youtu.be/9xynskrh2uU) Tumblr: [here](https://www.tumblr.com/cvnnbl/709698307142942720)