Some things hold in the dark when nothing else does. Not loudly, not with promises, just with the particular steadiness of what has been tied well. This piece is for those knots: the ones that held the night and were still there in the morning.
Size: 9 x 12 inches
Hand-drawn
Archival ink on Bristol paper
Signed on front
Ships flat, unframed
"I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night." — Galileo Galilei
