Hi guys,
Today I’ll be sharing with you a new artwork i created recently using ballpoint pen and charcoal on paper.
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These hands— not fists, but shields. Not to fight, but to hide what the world calls weakness.
He covers his face like a house without a door, keeping sorrow from spilling into judgment.
Muscles tense, as if grief requires strength. But even boulders crack in silence.
His silence is sacred— an altar of ache where no one kneels. Not because they shouldn’t, but because they never learned how to mourn a man still standing.
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