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The drips and jagged lines on this piece feel like growing tendrils, peeking up through soil the way new aspects of our identity peek out — so fragile, and yet strong enough to crack rocks over time.
(The stick was so wet with ink when I went to draw the first tendril that it dripped! So I added more drips. When something happens that I didn’t originally intend, my philosophy is to find a way to feature it. 🙂 )
