Begining and endings.
Doors open and close.
In the wind they blow, bang and sing,
wave and dance.
New doors appear and open a new path.
Old doors are closed for ever.
And in the middle of this mist
I try to figure out a way,
back to you.
I painted this door. The spray painting I used were half used, so each color, is the end of the can. It was the first time I used spray painting for a while, I liked
it. I hope to end up somehow doing street art, I’ve got some ideas with my moon woman 🙂