Dear diary, I have a long list of regrets. I’ve made many mistakes, sometimes out of a moment of spite, sometimes planned for a decade. Sometimes it’s because I didn’t know all the information before making a choice, other times my emotions just overwhelmed my sense - rationality out the window. Those mistakes linger, rightfully so. I deserve the consequences of my actions. But moving on, forgiving myself and forgiving as much as possible, that’s where I am. A family portrait is a funny thing. Here’s a group of people you had no choice in meeting, thrown together in a box and you’ll die for them. Everything comes full circle, there’s nothing new under the sun. We just reshape the footprints we walk in, in this circle, each time with bigger feet. I’m happy to be at this point again. I tried to give permanent solutions to temporary problems. In retrospect, I’m so glad they never were permanent.
Digital painting, 2530 x 2141 px (6mb)