Oraio sxedio, poli tromaktiko...Les kai einai etimo na bgali ta matia tou^^
Helm, the glass being half-broken is a provocative metaphor. It feels more negative than the bliss I currently pursue. Perhaps you invert it. I'll have to read your work here more deeply soon.Your line work is very beautiful and inspiring. I love the detail under the bottom lip and how you utilize so many varieties of weight in your marks throughout this portrait. I see great delineation and sensitivity to subtraction. Inhuman. Unholy.I'm making a portrait of you as an owl. It'll be black and whitish (coffee stained to echo the jittery state here). It will be tranquil, wise, sensitive energy in owl form. I took a photo of one owl as I was working for my employer, yesterday. I'll show it too you soon. It had a very interesting shadow. You're familiar with shadows, aren't you?Thanks again for your love of drawing lines in pencil, ink and metal.
Thank you for the wonderful gifts, text and art.
And do read the whole thing if you can, in one go. From despair to hope.
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