This is part of my electric current::amp series
Here is the story of the people in the tiny houses.
Bully wind this vortex, matching energy to anger, of ten year old Tyron, chasing small kids on the playground. She said to the window. Watching.
If bully wind was asked why the fuss, why the drama, it would reply, that this energy felt like Russian fireballs tossed under it's skin, if asked, Tyron wouldn't have a clue.
flashe paint, goauche and ink on paper