It was all in my head, captures my state of being infatuated with most of my encounters with people I am attracted to, I always imagine what it could be, and not live in the reality of the present. Even when a person’s true colors are revealed- I end up living in the fantasy of what isn’t. Which has built a lot frustration hence the purple and ooze of the ink from the portrait. There is blindness in the approach of my engagements.
BKhz Gallery