Category: Oil sketch
Dear, I’ve powered through the next stage of the painting on coffee and aspirin, checking my pulse with my hand every now and then. I flipped a coin,…
Dear Mr, Dear Doe, All quiet on the eastern front. Though it’s no walk in the park—exams are chasing me down: History and Science. I believe, after raising…
My dear, I’m having a wonderful time. Hope you’re catching at least a tiny spark of this joy of mine. I started a very charming picture (despite appearances,…
Dear Salvador,
Word has it you’ve already hit a wall with your silence. You’ve thrown yourself into work just to keep from thinking about me. That’s fine, take your time 🙂 In the meantime, I’ll write a little…
And so, my dear Salvador, led by the nose by powers we cannot comprehend, we have passed together, though separately, under the light of another full moon on…