...nightmares

So I had been working on a piece for over a month, and on the night that I finished it, it was stolen. It was on a wood panel and I hadn't scanned it or taken any pictures of it.

Needless to say, I ran the gamut of emotions: rage, denial, bargaining, depression, and finally acceptance.

Then I realized, I think what I liked the most about traditional media, besides its tangibility, was its sincerity and vulnerability. This realization helped me to cope with the fact that it is gone forever.

So instead, I found some old sketches of nightmares that I've had.

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