Dreams of Flight

In my favorite dreams, I’m always flying. Light as a bubble, gentle as a bird, soft as a butterfly – I’m rising up on thermals of inspiration.

This is one of my “Consciousness Portraits.” Instead of illustrating the actual image of the outside of someone’s skin, I try to paint what their spirit looks like.

In this case, its a self portrait.
Come fly with me.

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