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Prints Available

Metal Prints Available(Alternate Version)

This might be considered my version of, "Draw it again." As stated in the WIP posting of this, I was not entirely happy with the statue that was sitting on right of the bench. I originally completed this in 2013, but decided to give it a go at replacing that statue. In the process of doing that I over-hauled the entire painting to closer match my current skill-level as well. I also kept the original color scheme I started with back in 2013, instead of the blue hues I ended up completing it with the first time. I can now say I finally feel like it's complete! Finally, I included a link to the time-lapse video of the re-working of this painting.

Time-lapse video

Original 2013 Version
Alternate 2013 Version

Song that inspired: Thrice - Circles
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Seemed like a confession was starting over.
A clean slate to clear my cluttered mind.
Round after round of apologies and I don’t feel any different.
It makes me wonder if being transparent was really worth it.
Almost feels like I’m dragging my feet towards that crucial step forward,
but a step in any direction would be better than where I am today.

If it’s another day wasted,
I can always sleep it off.
Although I sometimes feel motionless in my dreams,
trapped in snapshots from sour moments in time I’ll never be able to fix.
They are like fragile mental pictures too scrambled anyway when I try to focus.
But I think if I could just let them deteriorate this time I could leave this place in my head.
And in the morning I might be in a capacity to sort it all out if it’s not still a fog in my mind.

And If it’s another year wasted,
I think I’m beginning to feel weary and uninterested.
But I know looking back again gets me nowhere.
If I’m still waiting eagerly for you to come around,
It’s probably because I’m tired of starting over.

I thought you should know that regaining control was something implied.
Those endless debates with myself about whom I need to be have to come to a conclusion.
Let’s see what happens when I apply a little more destruction.
Let’s just look the other way when things aren’t going my way.
But If I want to find comfort I have to let go of the urge to say, “Let’s burn it down.”
So you keep asking if I remember when.
Well shit, isn’t a fond memory of being young a nostalgic and thoughtless point?
When I feel the need to constantly make up for the shortcomings and compromising of character,
I find If I can’t look past the mistakes nothing is harder than beginning to pick up the pieces
Hey God, if you’re listening I need moment,
But I’m scared of how I reflect when the dust settles.
I think I’m finally running out of distractions.
I’m feeling frantic trying to solve the puzzles myself.
I don’t like not knowing where to turn when the answers don’t come to me on their own.
So I guess I need your help.
Maybe I just need to know that you are real.

Description

Prints Available

Metal Prints Available(Alternate Version)

This might be considered my version of, "Draw it again." As stated in the WIP posting of this, I was not entirely happy with the statue that was sitting on right of the bench. I originally completed this in 2013, but decided to give it a go at replacing that statue. In the process of doing that I over-hauled the entire painting to closer match my current skill-level as well. I also kept the original color scheme I started with back in 2013, instead of the blue hues I ended up completing it with the first time. I can now say I finally feel like it's complete! Finally, I included a link to the time-lapse video of the re-working of this painting.

Time-lapse video

Original 2013 Version
Alternate 2013 Version

Song that inspired: Thrice - Circles
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Seemed like a confession was starting over.
A clean slate to clear my cluttered mind.
Round after round of apologies and I don’t feel any different.
It makes me wonder if being transparent was really worth it.
Almost feels like I’m dragging my feet towards that crucial step forward,
but a step in any direction would be better than where I am today.

If it’s another day wasted,
I can always sleep it off.
Although I sometimes feel motionless in my dreams,
trapped in snapshots from sour moments in time I’ll never be able to fix.
They are like fragile mental pictures too scrambled anyway when I try to focus.
But I think if I could just let them deteriorate this time I could leave this place in my head.
And in the morning I might be in a capacity to sort it all out if it’s not still a fog in my mind.

And If it’s another year wasted,
I think I’m beginning to feel weary and uninterested.
But I know looking back again gets me nowhere.
If I’m still waiting eagerly for you to come around,
It’s probably because I’m tired of starting over.

I thought you should know that regaining control was something implied.
Those endless debates with myself about whom I need to be have to come to a conclusion.
Let’s see what happens when I apply a little more destruction.
Let’s just look the other way when things aren’t going my way.
But If I want to find comfort I have to let go of the urge to say, “Let’s burn it down.”
So you keep asking if I remember when.
Well shit, isn’t a fond memory of being young a nostalgic and thoughtless point?
When I feel the need to constantly make up for the shortcomings and compromising of character,
I find If I can’t look past the mistakes nothing is harder than beginning to pick up the pieces
Hey God, if you’re listening I need moment,
But I’m scared of how I reflect when the dust settles.
I think I’m finally running out of distractions.
I’m feeling frantic trying to solve the puzzles myself.
I don’t like not knowing where to turn when the answers don’t come to me on their own.
So I guess I need your help.
Maybe I just need to know that you are real.