The more I pay attention, the more I could swear that emotions give off a scent. If I pay attention, I can smell fear, lust, love. Or perhaps I imagine that I do. Often enough, I am right in my olfactory deductions, a hunch that paid out.
I'll keep my eyes open, my nostrils flared, and my judgment at bay. A perfect entrance to any situation. Let's see how I do.
Monday, May 17: Sharpie, pastel on paper, 9"x12"
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