So, what do you expect me to put here? Alright.
I work in oils. I work in acrylic. I work in fabrics. I work in inks and graphite and crayons and markers and clay.
I work out of my head, which houses voices that argue with one another.
Who am I. An American Indian/American Black/Euro white descendant.
A former bullied straight A student.
A functioning sociopath.
An animal lover.
Probably a demon too. No one's proved it's not true.
I am macabre by nature. I make no apologies for it. I am a creature of my environment which nurtured me so. That is not to say I don't find beauty in things that dwell in the sun as well.
My works can be found at www.myinnerrealm.wordpress.com,
My stab at craftwork is on ravnsyte.etsy.com.
My thoughts at email@example.com, and my quips on l_bayne on twitter.
I can also be found in your shadows, that is unless you turn on the light.
People at my work were actually surprised that i showed a bit of leg today. Why? I’ve worn dresses and skirts before.
Though it was a bit chilly today. But i did have on hose! That should account for something!
I keep seeing more people following me. Who are you cand why do you insist i am interesting? I’m a nobody!
Yea it’s late in the day to head over to nyc but i’m lazy today. Even though I have a shit load of things to get done.
maybe i’ll have someone to play this for.