β Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: Outside it is warm and blue and April.]
being in a completely normal nonthreatening scenario & environment and thinking “i have GOT to get the fuck out of here” with the intensity of some trapped neurotic prey animal
Trying to go for a bit of a Lena Furberg vibe with this one so itβs a bit stylised. Iβve been thinking about how her art was probably some of the first horse centric art I encountered when I was little. As swedish kid who loved horses her comics were a key part of my childhood.