Take my hand and we’ll jump through the pastel chalk powder. We can be a different creature. Both of us can go and feel at home. Not here.
This can be an ode to my friends and my closest family. Because you are always so dear and understanding, especially now that we're here. Finally. Look now all around, it feels full of options but it still makes you nauseous, yes I know.
Take my hand and let me show you why I have to go through the pastel powder. Let me be a different creature, I feel sick when I stick around. Both of us can feel at home now when we jump right through the ground. A chalk pavement painting.
Let's go right into the pavement painting. Let me take you. Pastel, not too bright but soft and light. Comfortable.
This painting is an ode to my dear friends and closest family. Because you're always so dear and some things you understand so well. Come on let me take care of those wounds and soreness with a chalk powder. A soft chalky powder smell.
And soft colours for strange creatures. We can be. A different kind of creature when we go through the chalk powder on the pavement. Take my hand, we can be, we can be...