Functional Neighbour

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Seven devils all around you Seven devils in my house See they were there when I woke up this morning I'll be dead before the day is done

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I have decided to get back on updating my Patreon page. I have to apologize to my lost Patrons and Following and maybe to Myself for not keeping my persistance. I should learn to be more organized. Freshing up a bit my main page and Introduction with adding more of my recent work. There will be more soon. I will be more than glad for any kind of support from this day on as I am working on new ideas and projects. Both collaborations and personal ones. 

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What we will do now? We lost it to trying.

with a word stuck in your throat

Made me smile for a little. Although it’s not the most calm and peaceful world, but you could get some days to remember out of it, 

This will be curious to see. I would love to see a picture after you do that.

A self-published collaboration project between Diana Naneva and Toni Pashova. Year of Branches contains 33 colored illustrations and 6 poetry miniatures all inspired from the personal happenings and events during the year 2017, all filled with controvertial circumstances, crutial and determinant moments, traveling, changing locations, changing minds, ups and downs all happening so fast, that made them incredibly difficult to grasp. But despite all that, some things remained settled in the end or in the very early part of the day, such things as the habbit of drawing and writing as an ultimate way of confession. Year of Branches admits for it's own mistakes, for it's travelling to the unknown, for it's self-consciousness and self-judgment. For the broken bones and the crackling sound, for the bruises and the wounds in it's self and the others. We didn't even had to get to the stones, the sticks did all the trick.

The Scorpio of Seduction and Self Destruction

I know that I should stop with these false accusations.

Almost Mirror