Tangoed Butterflies

Demons dancing on my paper, crawling into the ink I’ve been trying to release, black ink from my mind red ink from my heart.

Demons dancing on my paper, crawling into the ink I’ve been trying to release, black ink from my mind red ink from my heart. Dancing through the numbers I’ve been trying to count since the day I was born till the last dawn of hope.

Demons bleeding from within, trying to find their way out and absorbing the sunsets created through my art.

Demons bleeding from within, trying to find their way out and absorbing the sunsets created through my art. Scratching the membrane, itching to be free.

Demons bleeding from within, trying to find their way out and absorbing the sunsets created through my art. Scratching the membrane, itching to be free. Bathing in the shine of artistic expression.

Demons bleeding from within, trying to find their way out and absorbing the sunsets created through my art. Scratching the membrane, itching to be free. Bathing in the shine of artistic expression. Mind and heart mixed with demonic perfection.

A chaotic ballet compounds with mathematical imprecision.

A chaotic ballet compounds with mathematical imprecision. Among the confusion lays patterns of symmetry.

A chaotic ballet compounds with mathematical imprecision. Among the confusion lays patterns of symmetry. Emerging like a pheonix from the flames.