Cornered by yomah
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Description
I used to be able to fake my way to an early release.
I used to be able to feel the chemicals.
I used to be alive inside.
~yomah (yoshi omishou)
slipping through the cracks
Comments (15)
Marvelously disturbing image. I can feel her pain. The text goes very well with this - short and to the point. First class work.
Wonderful work!!
lovely work and dramatic mood
I recognize and admire!
nice to see you back! I missed you :-) A beautiful addition to your gallary, and a great welcome back post. Beautiful.
I am like Staticon, i can feel a kind of sorrow which is almost everlasting with your words. The scene is powerful and innocent.
i hoped you'd post something again. this image is very intense.. the way her hand reaches kind of tears your heart apart.
Good to see you back. I've missed seeing your artwork.
It is so good to see you posting again, Yoshi. I have thought of you so many times. This is an excellent, expressive image. I get mixed feelings about it. There is the obvious suffering, but there is also a sense of change and coming out of the darkness. This image is like a teeter-totter, searching for balance in the fragility of conflicting emotions. It is a powerful representation, Yoshi. I hope we seem more of your work soon.
most wonderful, i love it!
Superb, fine art is always linked to the artists' soul in my opinion.
fabulously appealing!
great art
This looks very cool, excellent lighting and scene…
I did this after my last release. I still have the same problem. I can't seem to fake WELLNESS enough to get an early release. I get stuck in a room until state monies run out and they're forced to toss me back onto the streets. Like the rest of the trash the drifts around. Caught on a breeze - not winds of change... ~yo