Angel in Disguise
acrylic, pen and ink, pencil, color pencil, digital

I enjoy flying. I don't mean in airplanes (although I don't mind that either). I'm referring to true flying. Like when I fly in my dreams. That moment when you realise you can control your dream (lucid dreaming) and can take off flying. Or turn your fall into a flying episode. What a feeling. And maybe when you were younger you flew more. Or maybe you had help at first. Someone or something carried you to help you with your first few flights. It gets harder to fly for some people as they get older. We forget how. We need that help again. This painting helps me and tells me not to forget.