This painting I did yesterday, is about all I remember from yesterday as the remainder of the day is lost in a dissociative flashback fog.
It epitomizes how I often feel.
I'm exhausted and can't really explain that either. Maybe time will clear things up.
Anyway, Agony's Scream (or the brutal rape of Benjamin at 5. Don't ask me to explain the secondary title that spoke to me as I finishing the painting. I'm sure there's a horrific story, memory to it. Words, a sentence like that, does not pop into my head without reason.)
Riding the Multiple rollercoaster.
It epitomizes how I often feel.
I'm exhausted and can't really explain that either. Maybe time will clear things up.
Anyway, Agony's Scream (or the brutal rape of Benjamin at 5. Don't ask me to explain the secondary title that spoke to me as I finishing the painting. I'm sure there's a horrific story, memory to it. Words, a sentence like that, does not pop into my head without reason.)
Riding the Multiple rollercoaster.
I'm not sure the painting is finished, hence the lack of signature.
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