Thursday, May 24, 2012

touched ( head study in chalk pastel )

       I live and work alone but sometimes I sense that I am being watched. Like there was one time while I was drawing a head in chalk pastel when I strongly felt like someone just touched my hair. Although there’s not a slightest sign of any human being inside the house except myself. It’s maybe everyday paranoia or something too real and non-existent but still makes your heart race a little faster.

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