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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Braids coil and fall, not as chains, but as rivers of memory— each strand a story, each knot a survival.
I crouch close to the earth, rooted in strength, yet my gaze is forward, my hand speaks boldly: I am becoming.
The braid trails long behind me, not to hold me down, but to remind me— I carry generations, and still I rise.
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