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Some photos from my camera roll that make me happy

Memories of another life, a life before loss, a life turned to memory long before death

-Memory

What is it with the October air,

reminds me of all the things bright and fair,

days are strange, sun, rain and mist,

I'm back to those houses not made of cement and bricks,

picking lemons, making wells of mud and houses of wet sand,

where the morning air was warm, burning feet, dunes and desert land,

making toys of clay, dolls of rugs, money of leaves, boats of paper,

tumbling down the sand dunes, running in the storms of sand filled air,

Limestone walls, a room just for water, an old well, pots of clay,

where birds and i shared drinks of cold water on a warm sunny day,

I do not have clothes stung with tiny starry thorns anymore,

the days full of wonder, hair full of sand, swings on tree branches are gone,

years are lost and I have wandered far from nest, memory turning to stone,

i do not sleep under the stars anymore, perhaps I've lost the idea of home.

- Prity

11-11-24

From the dream to the pool

I'm back! Was busy animating for one project and it's almost done now. In the meantime, here's the art I started in the end of 2024. It took a while but I'm quite fond of it