It is so self-conscious, so apparently moral, simply to step aside from the gaps where the creeks and winds pour down, saying, I never merited this grace, quite rightly, and then to sulk along the rest of your days on the edge of rage. I won’t have it. The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright.
[Annie Dillard]
Dear Everyone who wants a print of this:
I would be happy to sell you one, only it isn’t my art. I found it on a Google image search. Apparently, a lithub.com article features it, initially without attribution. They’ve fixed that: the artist is nami64, and you can find more of nami64’s work at http://nami64.deviantart.com/. Good luck!
Stephanie