
humans love sadness
it was a comfort
in the end
Still not a zentangle in the official sense but an interesting experiment nonetheless in my continuing defacing (or repurposing) of Jostein Gaarder’s novel, “Through A Glass Darkly.”
And a bonus blackout poem from the same novel because it was fun to do and it’s keeping me writing and creating when time is limited.

keep an eye on beauty
to school times
sit with
the old gods
read
how everything was