Lucy Purrington:
firehead
Lucy Purrington:
I'm not really here.
Lucy Purrington:
Leap.
Lucy Purrington:
Caged
Lucy Purrington:
No Title.
Lucy Purrington:
A Drowning (Self Portrait)
Lucy Purrington:
Comfort
Lucy Purrington:
The world wants you.
Lucy Purrington:
"Then she rises to the height of bliss and to the most exquisite pain." - Mechthild of Magdeburg
Lucy Purrington:
Held.
Lucy Purrington:
A Safe Place (self Portrait)
Lucy Purrington:
No Title. Your Title.
Lucy Purrington:
Army of me/Please leave me be. (Self Portrait)
Lucy Purrington:
And just drown with me (Self Portrait)
Lucy Purrington:
Free.
Lucy Purrington:
Change (Self Portrait)
Lucy Purrington:
Sometimes we have to hide part of ourselves. Sometimes we can only be honest when nobody is listening.
Lucy Purrington:
Another Dream.
Lucy Purrington:
Hollow (self portrait)
Lucy Purrington:
Them
Lucy Purrington:
Them. Again.
Lucy Purrington:
Self Portrait. “The quiet sense of something lost.” ― Alfred Tennyson
Lucy Purrington:
Held Part 2.
Lucy Purrington:
Waiting
Lucy Purrington:
It Follows
Lucy Purrington:
“Being lonely and loving your own company are two very different things. Don't ever get them mixed up.” ― Zaeema J. Hussain
Lucy Purrington:
"What cannot be said will be wept." - Sappho
Lucy Purrington:
Self Portrait 'Flowers One'
Lucy Purrington:
Self Portrait 'Flowers Two'
Lucy Purrington:
Flower Three
