SanguineSky

at least for my artwork, but the gears are turning in preparation for great things. my life been shaken upside down and all around for a while now, but i'm settled into a new apartment with my man brock, and he is perfect for me including being conducive to the kind of artistic attitude i want to exhibit. i'm looking for commissions now, starting an indoor garden, and trying to get back into some sort of flow. i've got lots of photos to edit and flyer to make, old tiny pieces to finish that don't necessarily inspire me anymore but i want to finish anyway.. they're not a big deal but i always put something else first, like cleaning the kitchen

i write a lot of strange little poems in my notebook, here are some things. ... the cruelty and beauty of ultimate truth the destroyer of illusion, the child of dreams the crusher of your home, everything you loved is the saviour opening your cage. the nothing that you face the meaninglessness that mocks you is the mother of every single thing you ever cherished. .... summer mornings best to move slow like the leaves shifting in honey-thick air you tilt your chin back to let it run over you blush blossoming under skin arched neck and moist cheek and eyelashes softly closed the whole world moves around you throbbing and vib

job's going well though i want to look for an even better one, school is fantastic when i take care of myself properly, all's well at the kelsey's though melodie is stressed and the pets are crazy, i'm reading several books and have way too many art projects in limbo for the good of anyone's sanity. which is just how it ought to be. most interestingly, i have a beau, his name is drew and i am very pleased that he exists.                                           understatement i will upload soon, and i will have a new camera soon, which will mean a muchhhh higher amount of art coming from me-i'm going to whore out the macro like no tomorr