on the living edge of thought

On the lips of my love, I'm alone again
Betray me with your kiss
I could lose, I could fall, I could fold and then
Come right back to this
( — Crywolf)

copic markers & blue micron pen on copic sketchbook paper.

this month I'm focusing on drawing without reference & purely from imagination. (:
i've also got a new signature chop/monogram/whatever you want to call it. 

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