inside the soul of every woman is the urge, somehow, to leap over the society she lives and take to the skies. to crush buildings beneath her toes. to feel wings against her ankles.
this is a one of a kind piece
oil on recycled wood
24 x 26 inches
inside the soul of every woman is the urge, somehow, to leap over the society she lives and take to the skies. to crush buildings beneath her toes. to feel wings against her ankles.
this is a one of a kind piece
oil on recycled wood
24 x 26 inches