Held in her friend’s arms she wrote her story. Line by line by line. We will burn this at the end, I told her. This is for you, don’t worry. Ash are generations of shame and abuse and hard history. She breathed. I painted. In the end, through no conscious effort on either of our parts, the matte pastel had covered up the parts of the story she wanted to release, and the transparent paint allowed through the parts she wanted seen. Wild magic for us both.

Dimensions: 30"H x 22.5"W

Medium: oil pastel, acrylic, ink, watercolor paper

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