I love to my Glorious Trickster. He came to me in a dream and was full of juice & power and unbridled creativity. He had eyes everywhere. Fragmented but with divine insight.
He went straight in my heart and maybe also my panties. He was my opening at the time.
Are you afraid of something inside or in your nightly dreams? If you put your big fat ego aside a bit and stop judging (yourself), Life opens up. I promise you.
In any case, welcome to the fool, he is smarter than you think. And fucked.
Acrylic and oil chalk on canvas 50x70 cm
