…and smize. Digital painting of my model friend whom I met at summer camp.
There’s a whole lot of depth and wisdom on here. Meanwhile, I feel like a small grey seal, washed up on shore, dull with boredom. I know my eyes will ache tomorrow: too much screen time. I know I’ll doze off into blandness. I know I’ll just–oh, what’s the point. I forget where I’m going … More A Pointless Post
The past weekend was spent carousing through the city. Early afternoon, I drop off a piece for display at a local art gallery. Then we visit the museum of art, which houses several stories. We appreciate the art thoroughly, oohing and aahing–I’ve always been one for realism and landscapes. Afterwards, we eat street tacos at … More Sea of Familiar Strangers
December 10th, 2013 // 12:50:00 pm On the car ride home I detected, from the smoky poof of our deep conversation, wispy strands of respect in your eyes. I really like people who have kind eyes. People with kind eyes are compassionate, and compassionate people have kind eyes. And kind people are beautiful and nice to … More With Eyes Like Butterflies