Where color moves

They didn't fly away, they remained in the whisper of wings, in color that breathes softly between what was and what still lives. Memory bends over blossoming sorrow, and hope, as she always did, finds a place to land again. You still wanted to stay, she was suddenly gone but in the silence of missing your voice still remains. And when the wind touches us, as now, and this art breathes who we miss, then together we make a difference. This is my artwork in memory of the ones I lost to cancer, my father-in-law and my good friend. Also for those who are still here after a difficult time and can stay here a little longer. I will donate 50% of the proceeds to support F*Cancer's programs.

Chain

EVM

Network

Base

Contract

0xc6faaa6921b217a27e356e5fea5836cb6ac20075

Token ID

1