Words peck, like sharp beaks, through my thin skin. I feel each jab, each poke, all the while, pretending not to. I put on a brave face and continue what I was doing, and eventually, the pecking stops, and turns into a swirl of giggles and laughter. I join in. It is funny, actually. I breathe easily again, and reflect upon how sensitive I can be, at times.
*Please note that due to the high cost of shipping, this painting will be shipped rolled (not ready to hang) when being sent outside Canada or the continental United States.
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Words peck, like sharp beaks, through my thin skin. I feel each jab, each poke, all the while, pretending not to. I put on a brave face and continue what I was doing, and eventually, the pecking stops, and turns into a swirl of giggles and laughter. I join in. It is funny, actually. I breathe easily again, and reflect upon how sensitive I can be, at times.
*Please note that due to the high cost of shipping, this painting will be shipped rolled (not ready to hang) when being sent outside Canada or the continental United States.
Acrylics
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