Oona McFarland Art

Inniu chonaic mé peint bui agus ansin bhí áit eile draoichtúil timpeall orm.

chard agus spinach ag fás le cheile

Something I wouldn't even recognize right now will come out of this loss crushing me.  For now, I must learn to love you in a new way and trust that you are always with me.  I love you always. 

 

 

 

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Which would you rather be?  

When all I see is grey, its time to look closer  

Everything is a bit murky unless you look closer.  the colour is there though  

Light becomes paint. The town is a murky swirl   A building holding its own quietly, as light melts into shadow 

Crumbs of bread, insects, seeds floating in from the river

Summer is on the brink and clouds are playing and the empty schools look haunted with uncertainty