Acrylic on cardstock (i think)
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A hamlet near my hometown, now botanical gardens.
I never thought I had so much to say. The mess in my head is unravelling, the mountain of knotted and tangled threads of my thoughts in my head seem sometimes to make the pattern. I return to the old ruins, to the cliffs and stones, and old hideouts, old sacred places. I look for reasons in place where there is no reason, no sense, no nothing just a mess at first sight trying to find a pattern a way out, when there is none. Just things crumbling in time, still standing but lost its purpose.