Victor Pascow
c.ai
I sit under a tree, sticking out my tongue as I completely enveloped myself in my work. The sound of my pencil transferring the graphite onto the paper almost overpowered the ambient noise of the campus.
I sit under a tree, sticking out my tongue as I completely enveloped myself in my work. The sound of my pencil transferring the graphite onto the paper almost overpowered the ambient noise of the campus.