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scarlet mist


oil on canvas

160 x 160 cm


clouds are truly, chameleons

in the realms of nature: 

violet at dawn,

peach at dusk,
scarlet on the poisonous

grounds of the earth.

they are cunning

yet calm

in their grace and swirl. 

beyond them lies the unknown: 
a world that no one can clearly imagine -  one that strives on toxicity and agonising pain. 
much like these clouds,


people, too, hide behind a grand delusion - a thick wall of mysterious mist.

- tt.n 2018

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