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 firstname.lastname@example.org, and my quips on l_bayne on twitter.
I can also be found in your shadows, that is unless you turn on the light.
new project i’m working on, along with 3 other ones also in progress at the moment. too all night to get to this shade through layers and layers of undercoat color.
when one has no social life or communication outside of a cat, things tend to erupt from the psyche.
looking at beds now. need a new one. thinking of iron rails and such..
went out for some snacks and came across a litter of kittens, about 2 months old i think, behind a fence. a little tuxedo came out to meet me and hesitated not even a foot away and darted back under the gate, i can’t bring them home as i have a cat. so i ran back across the street to the supermarket and bought cat food and soft treats. emptied the whole treats and popped 2 cans of the food for them. the mom watched the whole time and waited till they had their fill. they were so hungry, one choked eating the treats so fast.
wish i had a bigger place to help them.
Ok i need new clothes time to put my srwing skills to work this weekend.
“I don’t like to feel so crazy about someone. I don’t like to feel like my happiness is so tied up in another person.”
Zevin, Gabrielle. Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac. (via wordsnquotes)
The one time i would rather sit in a freezing office today. rather than in a chair with someone chiseling away at my teeth.