Cold air rushes through my nostrils. I’m nursing an injury to my lungs. Sometimes I cough. I look over to my right-snow. To my left? Also snow😂 It’s coming down thick, so thick that you can’t see in front of you. It reminds me of when I used to walk to school in Toronto. The ice would crunch underneath my boots and leave these little holes in the ground. You could tell something had been there-me. Something in this painting reminds me of the footprints in the ice; except the footprints in this case are the red ones (seen jn upper middle part of this), and they belong to some fearsome animal everyone is afraid of and never seen up close and in person-only heard about in fearful, hushed whispers. Maybe I’ll get to see what it is in the next painting.☺️

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