Grounded Levels of Emptiness

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?

Lost Bridge

There is no place in his story resists the fall into obscurity of all decaydes in Everwhere; minds just a fugitive lair.   © Jo Wolf  

First door in the wall

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

the unreal me

how can you know what i can't see there is no sense, no real me come take a look you silly doctor where in the deep no more than blood flows no treasure buried in the shadows   © Jo Wolf

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