Acrylics & goache on canvas.
12" x 12"
Trillium Truble is in danger
of being gotten wrong by hoards of different folks.
His interests in a soft blue crystal have swayed his attention from the worries of everyday life and it has made
people very concerned and angry that he now seems to be ignoring them.
This is not the case...
he simply has his attentions fixed on a new obsession.
'Xumomb' speaks to Trillium in speckles of whispers not heard by anyone else. It oozes sweet secrets to him and often translates dark thoughts into shiny clean ones for him.
What better companion could ever exist?
What human being could ever replace this marvelous squishy ecto-emifiant?
He will forever cradle it, and let everyone know, that it is not, nor ever was, anything
and will tell them he actually
does dig them down deep.