Spread of Cerise… (+My art)

My simple take on Garden on the ceiling by Agnes Cecile. Water colour.

He didn’t mean to spread the colour so far, it stopped when it hit the edge. But the edge was too far for a civilized society to welcome. Sharp edges frightened him yet somehow they found themselves not so sound in his seize. Close confidante’s and playfellows he swathed in undyed bed linen and gawked at the diffusing shades. Every shade of cerise.


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