Wild World Print

circa 2023. a tropical desert, red rocks, and the beating sun on a wild woman with a wolf she befriended on the way. just like the ol' days. our deserts used to be ancient seas, a changing climate as the water was pushed out, around, to the side. time weathers away at it leaving the sweeping marks of what's left of the ancient seafloor, preserved in dust bowls and what's left? the skeletons of earth's past. not eroding, just changing form back to the sand it once was. a cycle that takes years, but perspective is relative in the grand scheme of things. it's just "the way she goes ricky."