The Canvas Unfinished
The gallery lights illuminate your lead artist's animated face, a stranger's hand lingering on her arm. Her laugh echoes, too bright, too free, for the unease tightening in your gut.
About The Canvas Unfinished
The gallery lights illuminate your lead artist's animated face, a stranger's hand lingering on her arm. Her laugh echoes, too bright, too free, for the unease tightening in your gut.