Scarlet symphony of rough elements, celestial concubine of the good omen slowly sipped though by a vogue fate. Roots of legendary sources are plunged into the rusty soil and perched on waves of frequencies in meditation. Clouds of gold foil are felted in lacquered curls by the wind, admiring the highest appearance of the innermost and pure awareness.
I wrote this work the days I was drawing a sketch of my tattoo and these are some things the ink is about ( ...but you can't see it) inspiration: Buddhism philosophies, reason: hope for a new life through awareness, love and light.