“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.” – the Raven, Edgar Allen Poe
Artstuffs, a set on Flickr.
Finally got to organizing some photos of my various drawing and doodles on my Flickr page…and well, I hate all of them. I’m guessing that everyone feels this way at some point or another about their artwork. We are our worst critic or some shit like that…thing is, I don’t even feel like an artist or that I can even call my drawings art. To me, they’re just drawings that bring me peace and solace. I’ve only been doing this drawing thing for about a year now and I’ve become totally addicted. I love it! And well, I guess, if someone likes it too, that’s awesome! And if someone doesn’t like it, to each his own…Anywho, I’m still learning and trying to figure out my own style. So, enjoy or don’t enjoy…haha!
Some progress made today on this split heart thing…. #art #draw #heart #lines #pen #inked #doodle #artstuffs #illustration #design #abstractweirdness #drawing #progress #notdone #neverknewlovelikethisthewidthemoontheearththesky #corazon #amour, originally uploaded by :lola::.
Some progress made today on this split heart thing…. #art #draw #heart #lines #pen #inked #doodle #artstuffs #illustration #design #abstractweirdness #drawing #progress #notdone #neverknewlovelikethisthewidthemoontheearththesky #corazon #amour
just a warning that this post is gonna be a little sappy and I don’t apologize.
One of my dearest friends, Lori, is moving back to Texas this weekend and to be as expected, I have mixed emotions. I am so very happy for her and yet, so very sad to see her leave. There are people in the world that you make a connection with that you know will last until you die and with her i have this connection. And as I write this stupid post, I cry.
Tonight is her going away party and despite my lame efforts to boycott, I will attend. I might throw a tantrum later and have thoughts of locking her away so she can’t leave but I won’t. She has asked her friends to make music cd’s for her long-ass drive which I’ve found to be a bit daunting. It’s amazing how certain songs that you haven’t listened to in a while can still strike a chord with you and bring about old feelings…nostalgic is the word I’m thinking of and it’s making me weepy…I hate weepy. And I don’t like the vulnerability that comes with it. I feel the tantrum of a 5-year old coming on….
Anyways, this is one of the songs I will put on her cd and fuuuuuuck, it’s a good one: