This is a piece I almost didn’t post as I wasn’t all that pleased at how it turned out, however, I put the work into finishing it and don’t particularly feel like starting over, plus, it’s often the case that pieces I particularly like don’t go over all that well and vice-versa.
The title is about the long wait it’s going to be before we even begin to catch a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel, and then what the landscape is going to look like when we finally emerge.
This was lovely to hear on a dark and rainy day.