Sam Darkwood, 2021, Mixed Media - Graphite & digital oil where to go and where to hidewhen all is flat and opened widea lonely tree may spend some shadowsome kind of way may give you hopebut in the end you disapearwill anybody shed a tear?
There is no place in his story resists the fall into obscurity of all decaydes in Everwhere; minds just a fugitive lair. © Jo Wolf
with the last gasp of inner will a little hope of life to fill with sense amid the mankinds fall i bash the next hole in the wall © Jo Wolf
It feels safe within the inner cell, cold glowing burden of warming hell. Among stones of ashcolored soulshades, i rest to wait until my mind fades. © Jo Wolf
I builded walls since i could grab a stone, but too much walls left me alone. So i learned to build a passage door; now i fear to leave my castles core. © Jo Wolf