Filling My Soul: Fede and Pink

With a month of writing about feeling and feelings, my urge to just throw paint onto a canvas has been growing.

“I found I could say things with colour and shapes, that I couldn’t say any other way – things I had no words for.” – Georgia O’Keefe

I have been feeling like this:

This is Fede Saenz. This is watermelon juice dripping down your arm. This is a sweet pink kiss snuck in a movie theatre. This is a pink macarron you spent entirely too much on. This is anxious feelings of giddiness right before the roller coaster starts out of the gate. This is filling my soul.


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