Finally I feel I've gotten to the point where I can post and show my progress. The waves were created by a mix of Prussian blue, titanium white, and cobalt and other earth colors. The waves that are crashing mimic her internal and external struggles. I like the way the crest turned out and the surf. When I made this i was thinking about the line from Still Here, where he says " My hopes the wind done scattered" I depicted that thought crashing of the waves.
The bird on her shoulder is going to eventually be shown picking at her jugular vein. Like a vulture scavenging for food. The bird depicts the Nay Sayers, the people, the things, and situations that we let destroy us. I thought of the part that Langston Hughes wrote, "Looks like between 'em they done tried to make me stop laughing, stop lovin', stop livin-"

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