We're all in this mess together.
We can open our eyes and see how connected we all really are. I love you just to find I'm loving myself. I hurt you just to find I'm hurting myself. Sooner or later like ripples turning into waves.
Revenge is not our job, it's the job of the perpetrator. Their ripples just haven't hit them yet.
Acrylic on wood
7’6” x 4’
2024
available