Standing In Storms Echoes (30"x 40") (Price Includes Tax & Shipping)

Memories are a blinding flash inside my eyes; having endured too many storms I hadn’t been unaware surrounded me, raging.
 
Memories... a whipping heat crashing through my chest, climbing my throat to assault already burning eyes. I have learned, amidst the unbearable... when lightning and hale heave from rolling clouds, wind ripping, drenched from the onslaught... I don’t feel the impact. While living in it, I feel nothing... not until much later.
 
Later, I feel echoes... years-long thunder, in blinding memories.
 
Having weathered battles that were never mine to endure, I sharpened my resolve but softened my blows. Holding molten memories for years, I tempered the heat into art. Without prideful all-consuming disasters, I found myself standing in fading thunder; echoes of passing storms.
 
Mixed Media (Acrylic, Thread) 
Original Painting 30"x40" on Canvas
Unframed