Before I screw up this post again:
I'm starting my masters program next month
My birthday is next month (ahem ahem...megan...ahem ahem)
I sold a stipple of a jaguar
I just got done with a semi-large pic of a lion in the usual sparkly pen media. It looks...OK I guess. I am my own worse critic. I don't really even see what I do as really artwork, other than the stippling....sigh...whatever.
Anyway, ankle is healing...the universe is a bountiful place....and it's too hot down here.









I really like your style it's different but in a good way.
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What is normal anyway???
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
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