"The sudden anguish of missing what is no longer there is like suddenly coming upon a jar which has fallen and broken into fragments. Alone you collect the pieces, discover how to fit them together and then carefully stick them to one another, one by one. Eventually the jar is reassembled but it is not the same as it was before. It has become both flawed, and more precious. Something comparable happens to the image of a loved place or a loved person when kept in the memory after separation."
HEY HERE ARE ALL OF THE BALANCE AND COMPOSURE PAINTINGS I’VE DONE OVER THE LAST FEW YEARS AND THEY ARE ALL FOR SALE!
except for the big ttwtwm/braid split sheets, these are all $50 or less. please send me a message if you’d like one and share this to help me sell these. i’ll even make you your own b&c painting if you want.
I wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things I did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. I feel like I’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.