This is my studio for exploring my work. Consider these drafts.

These legs are stepping off

These legs are stepping off. To a new life. Torso or no. The sky is melancholy blue. But these legs are strong. They inspire lust and envy in all who see them. They dream of being a fado singer. Only a mouth is lacking. One thing at a time. Today these legs are stepping off.

by Balthazar Simões