Was a pleasure collaborating wtih Becca Teagan.
My pen strives to flow, saturate virgin fibers crisp, cool and clean, desires to spread through virtuous threads with thoughts, reflections, colors from within - yet at any given time I’m tempted to resign; my thoughts are faded, my ink runs dry. When your mind is weary and words silently suppressed like an empty fountain your muse drains with scarcity - take my palette, let your artistry flow, Illuminating barren scripture. With you, my colors shine more richly, my ink flows to satisfy my need to touch, and be touched by beauty. Together we observe in clear definition as unblemished pages are no longer innocent. Silent One collaboration with Becca Teagan Collaborated 3 July 2017
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