a passing

Burn them all

I drew this only a few days ago, so much anger then. I woke up in the middle of the night and just put pen to paper and let it out.  I even dreamt this scene in such vivid color I swore I was going to paint a whole series about burning bridges.

Now it’s making me chuckle, and that’s not a bad thing.

The cloud has passed, or has nearly passed, and wow.   I’m slightly worried it went by so fast.

Pwera balik.