8:03 pm
the last painting from the recent group is slowly killing me... I saw some blue flowers...something went terribly wrong... I heard the sander...dust everywhere...the water bucket was murky....I'm...I'm...
Nov 7, 2020. Tears of joy and relief. It's been unreal and I'm ready to get back to a sense of normalcy. The desert has been tough.
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