Red blooms that bleed vividly into the light of both sun and moon, eyes warm as the summer fields -- all that she is reminds me of my own heart and also of my own mind. Either at conflict or at ease with the other, oh how shall I pick which one to listen to?
I am so much in love with dry pastels. I find myself wanting to get more colors, especially deep blue and violet ones to see what I can create with them. Soon, my precious, haha!
