Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Mister Caterpillar Arms

Mister Caterpillar Arms
One day my arms will wrap themselves in the armor of transformation. I will try to enjoy and memorize every moment, every change of color and pulse of evolution beneath the ripening chitin. The gestation will seem too short and the metamorphosis too astounding. Some day my arms will flex and fly away and I’ll finally have the place to myself.

Pen on Paper, 8.5x11
In the collection of Xtevion

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