Rose Dust

Rose Dust

There were a lot of moths on the moon. She blinked her long eyelashes lazily as she watched them flutter by and she didn’t seem to mind as the dust from their wings fell onto her hair adding onto it’s rose colored hue. She’s forgotten how long she has been here now along with what what the real color of her hair was. No matter how long she sat with furrowed brows, it was hopeless to recall even the tiniest flicker of her lost past . She resigned only after a few minutes without really trying. She sighed and closed her eyes. Maybe they were better left forgotten.

(I had a hard time finishing her for some reason… She is supposed to be a sister painting to Minty Moon. I made them so that you can cut them out, punch out a little hole at the top where the white circle is and put a string through it and use them like a label :- )
Prints are available for $8 without shipping)