(exuvium) The Delicate Remains
Sometimes after a particularly rough day I am left feeling empty like a shell, the exuvium of my struggle to manage the voices in my head. This lovely 8x10" image celebrates the remains. Examine the husk of a cocoon after the Monarch has flown away, it's exquisite and worth honoring as the delicate, lovely remains of the struggle to transform.
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