We've all been given a box of colors. I remember that huge jumbo set, the one that had every shade under the sun, moon and stars. One day I remember trying to eat the Mango Tango, yes and again on another day lighting the Carnation Pink on fire.... I remember that day...
She is impatient. She is alone. She has been counting the minutes, the hours, the decades for him to return. He never comes. No one ever comes. Yes, people have passed by and dropped in for a spell. They have idle chatter and intertwine their lives. There is...
Debra L
This is a piece I painted a couple years ago (called "Many Faces") maybe when I first started my journey into trauma recovery and right before I came into ACA. I was trying to express dissociation and to me how it felt to be so fractured inside at the time and also...
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