See Through

24 × 20

Oil on canvas

$1500

2023

Boundaries are defined by those who build them. My boundaries are a door. Knock, ring the doorbell, rattle the doorknob and I may answer. But first, I will look through the peephole, see the light. There is positive in boundaries, a light at the end of the tunnel. My hands harness my healing. They toil and seek hope in dark places. Where my eyes cannot see, my hands can.

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