The title comes from Mary Roach. In full, it reads:
"I don't fear death so much as I fear its prologues: loneliness, decrepitude, pain, debilitation, depression, senility. After a few years of those, I imagine death presents like a holiday at the beach."
Along with general positivity, I have been thinking about mortality more than is healthy. So maybe let's just get all of it out of my system like I did with Trump last year? You should see my test art journal...
Also, what do you think of the little signature stamp? it's called a chop and I had one made into a rubber stamp to use on the actual paper art. This was applied in post.
Bird & Bloom magazine
100 Years of National Geographic
What's Out There?