Acrylic on Wood, 24 x 18
Mothers, they pave or plague our view of the world. We largely see as they see it themselves- disjointed and distorted, or one of love.
And if your heart wonders, are they safe? I tell you, more than likely you’ll know by their mother.
Mothers, they pave or plague our view of the world. We largely see as they see it themselves- disjointed and distorted, or one of love.
And if your heart wonders, are they safe? I tell you, more than likely you’ll know by their mother.
Acrylic on Wood, 24 x 18