Self-Spun Sorrow

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While traveling through India and Nepal in 2010, I began to take up my pen just as often as (if not more than) my camera. It was a difficult, solo journey – undertaken on the heels of my divorce – a year of deep, soul-searching and reflection.

On a few occasions, I attempted to illustrate specific thoughts – emotional sentiments – brief epiphanies that I wanted to retain some sense of.

This was the first of those sketches, using black and red ballpoint pen.


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