


An uncomfortable familiarity, hangs heavy above.  Swirling mysteries rise, trapped forever between.          Memories; of what used to…
in the middle of a dream i woke in the night finding myself cold and alone under a…
I have added a new page > Art Resources where I will post lessons, to do projects, links…
“Do you think she hates me?” “With a passion.” “Do you think it’s the hat?” “No” “A lot…