Well I havent been online the past two months so I have a few pieces to post. I recently had the unpleasant experience of the pain of my wisdom teeth, Oh yeah, it was hell. Next time I shall be put to sleep for such unpleasantries. One of my teeth was impacted and literally sideways and omg did it cause me pain before it was removed. But the eperience of having a very large needle stuck through the roof of your mouth not once but twice is not one i will soon forget. Yeah yeah i know I'm a baby. I hear childbirth is worse than having your teeth drilled to pieces and yanked out of your head :P Thank the gods for painkillers, thats all i have to say about that. I'm finally not tasting blood in everything I eat so thats quite nice.

Wellll Happy St Paddy's Day! I'm Irish but I dont drink so yeah. I celebrate in my own way ^_~

So heres some new art :)

 This is probably one of my favorite paintings I've done. It expresses something inside me that needed to get out. My art for me helps me to see inside myself. Painting for me is meditation in a sense. I lose track of all time and place and live in my painting for a while :) I get to meet really fun things there sometimes. This particular one features two friends I met while strolling through my mind.

9 by 12 acrylic



I guess its me in a sense. Or a part of me rather. I've taken a walk deep into the forests of my mind and along the way met my companions, who have led me to this cottage. A gift, they say. A place of solice where I can go to when I'm lost in the woods :) (so to speak) I wear fear upon my sleeve, for when your fear are out in the open they can do you no harm. The puffin on my shoulder was lost as well, having wandered far far away from his usual habits of ice and snow. He has learned to love the trees though. Yet he cannot fly so it makes him sad to see all the other birds skittering through the air sometimes. Still, he is somewhat afraid of heights so flying may not be something he enjoys. At least that what he tells me. I managed to coax him onto my shoulder so he wouldnt fall behind as we walked. He feels safe riding on the shoulder that wears fear upon its sleeve.

The wee purple bird you see perched lightly on my fingers is one i followed through the maze of trees, listening to his gentle sound. He sings so beautifully, his voice echoing sweetly of times past. He sings to me a song of hope and love and light and I happily chase through the green dancing merrily to his tune.

I'm sure there is more but it never all comes to me at once. Stories unfold as time unfolds :)

Details....

I hope you like it ^^ And forgive me I'm about to bombard you with art, lol. Thats what I get for not posting in months >_<

<3!!!!

I am falling in love with my graphics tablet...

I think perhaps Zach is jealous >_>