The inevitable was bound to happen. Me catching the cold my son held onto for several weeks. I usually skirt these obstacles, but not this time. My inability to sleep has brought on more drawings. If you can't sleep you might as well draw.
"Separation"
Graphite and watercolor on archival bristol"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation." ~Kahlil Gibran
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