Does language hover between my nerve endings and the world, or is language my skin itself?
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
Sunday, October 12, 2014
21 September Life-Drawings at Bampot Bohemian Teahouse #InkTober
These life-drawings were done on September 21st at Bampot Bohemian Teahouse. It was awhile back and I only got around to photographing them today. Overall, coming back to these, I find I like them better than I did after the session.
Still coughing a lot and hopefully that'll go away soon.
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