All awash in the warmth of Le Makeup.
Towards the sweltering world, Keisuke Iiri strides through golden fields.
Winds flatten and swirl the grasses.
Sunsets turn the whole sky pink, and scribbles of other pastels mark the horizon.
Watercolors mixed by hot hands drip onto sheets of white paper, and stain the breeze.
It’s probably Summer, a sketch of a season.
Out there, en plein air, something unplugs, and “Sketch for Wheat Road” gets sultry on Hyper Earthy.
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