A simple, strange thing from the time I opened the watercolour and experimented with it a lot. There's no specific idea - just a strange mood. Though I wish sometimes I could walk into the forest, scream, cry, beat and hug trees, alone and unseen, unheard by anyone.
A simple, strange thing from the time I opened the watercolour and experimented with it a lot. There's no specific idea - just a strange mood. Though I wish sometimes I could walk into the forest, scream, cry, beat and hug trees, alone and unseen, unheard by anyone.
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