Holding and releasing. Drawing Luke Hockley.
For new things to emerge old things have to disappear.
This sounds fine in theory, until I think about the old things and my attachment to them.
I know that it is time for this to happen, but I really don’t know how this looks, I don’t know the new shape, I don’t know what to hold and what to release.
It's time, but for what?
Love
Luke
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Day 824