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Acrylic on board approximately 21cm tall x 30cm wide
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I dream of places I have been to, the conversations I had with river and trees, the love, the compassion it made me feel, how it took the past trauma away, at least for the moment. Everyone thinks that moving away from those who hurt you is that, but that is just first step in very painful journey. To piece together what you were, the bits you want to keep, the bits you forgot, to face everything is hard, it is painful. Even 4 years on I am still piecing and stitching myself together, and it hurts. I am supposed to be smart, and happy and all these things people expect you to be, however I am not. I lived with a monster for way to long to be left without scars, and I still struggle processing all those things. I let the river flow, and slowly shape me, polish me, take away all those scars and rough edges, to be able to embrace and to love, and I would not love if tree and rain and wind did not tell me to do so. I would not be able to feel passion, joy, excitement without all those things conjured by magic from special places around me.

Description
Acrylic on board approximately 21cm tall x 30cm wide
rubiace.com instagram.com/rubiace7

I dream of places I have been to, the conversations I had with river and trees, the love, the compassion it made me feel, how it took the past trauma away, at least for the moment. Everyone thinks that moving away from those who hurt you is that, but that is just first step in very painful journey. To piece together what you were, the bits you want to keep, the bits you forgot, to face everything is hard, it is painful. Even 4 years on I am still piecing and stitching myself together, and it hurts. I am supposed to be smart, and happy and all these things people expect you to be, however I am not. I lived with a monster for way to long to be left without scars, and I still struggle processing all those things. I let the river flow, and slowly shape me, polish me, take away all those scars and rough edges, to be able to embrace and to love, and I would not love if tree and rain and wind did not tell me to do so. I would not be able to feel passion, joy, excitement without all those things conjured by magic from special places around me.