You meet her silent surface
deceptive calm enthralls her head is always swirling with tornadoes and brawls. You touch her beachy waves and the grainy sand that falls you'll never know if underneath its a tornado that sprawls. Kings, castles and dynasties stand safely behind the walls as the clock ticks and seconds fly comes a tornado that crawls.
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The end of finale of the much celebrated web series Westworld left me intrigued and had me thinking about it for days. Cinema does that so often. It leaves us tangled with its traces. And then we try to weave those traces in our life - real life, trying to make sense of everything. Does this happen to you too?
I picked up this maze to draw as I wanted to have a moment in my heart where the two universes of fiction and reality meet. Also, it was quite easy and I barely knew drawing. With these amateur strokes I cherished how i felt watching Westworld. How did you feel watching it? You can let me know in comments. |
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