This picture moves me, arouses feelings i can’t name.
Looking for words to describe what i feel only distances me from the feelings. The words lose meaning as i write them.
This picture moves me, arouses feelings i can’t name.
Looking for words to describe what i feel only distances me from the feelings. The words lose meaning as i write them.
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Must have some Druid blood in you!
Laughing… Maybe!
i understand this sentiment. Perhaps that is why i think musically at times. This picture makes me hear Tracy Chapman singing, “Mother of us all, place of our birth…” Thanks for sharing. i love this. 🙂
Hi, Jade,
O, good song to go with it! Thanks!
And you’re right. Music is a good way to think without words. Cool.
Hugs,
Aisha
I love this! The drawing, the colors… Wow. As for resonance… I always wanted to be a tree when I grew up. 🙂
Thanks, Wordwytch! I’m glad you like it!
And interesting. I don’t think I want to be a tree. She looks like maybe she has mixed feelings about it to, to me. Or maybe not… But thanks for sharing your thoughts!
Aisha!