I'm Trying
As you can tell, I never paint realism. One day during yoga, we were doing a session of hip openers which releases a great deal of held anger. This image popped into my head of my teenage self crying in anger because no one believed me when I was trying. I went home and painted this.
As you can tell, I never paint realism. One day during yoga, we were doing a session of hip openers which releases a great deal of held anger. This image popped into my head of my teenage self crying in anger because no one believed me when I was trying. I went home and painted this.
As you can tell, I never paint realism. One day during yoga, we were doing a session of hip openers which releases a great deal of held anger. This image popped into my head of my teenage self crying in anger because no one believed me when I was trying. I went home and painted this.