i've moved into a painting.
now residing on a dusty street in a northern town,
overlooking a century of buildings
to the north channel and a 10 000 year old view,
pinching myself to death.
'look on my good fortune ye mighty and despair'...
or something like that.
first two paintings:
view from mclean's mountain
ruins at little current
(both oil on glass)
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