I went this music festival called WayHome. The sky was dripping, the colours were brighter than I've ever seen, and humans were falling in love with eachother's non-humanity all over the field. Present in an infinite mass, the love was pouring onto the grass and all of a sudden all the things we deem as separate became one. All we needed was some music, and the will to fly with it and clear our heads from everything but the present. We weren't on another planet either... crazy. So yeah, go to a field, play some music, and see for yourself. You know who you are in this painting; all my wayhomies know who they are.
24" x 36" Acrylic on Canvas.