“The Riot of Flowers is Incessant. After Life of Pi.” Pt II.
Oil on canvas 30x40”.
We are not trapped in foxholes or even in these bones. No. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, and let people love us back, we can rip through the dark and remember what the sun feels like
“Butterflies: small but approachable, they will take you wherever the sun goes.”
And everyone deserves a little sunshine,
Aliza and Her Monsters