Wednesday, March 13, 2013

What happens when I'm sick..

 Sometimes Drawing Wolverine can help a girl's head feel better. Or Edward Scissorhands.
Every time I feel absolutely lousy, I have an irrepressible longing to draw. Really, I can't control it.

Monday, March 4, 2013

night skies

night skies
I'm a light sleeper but a heavy dreamer. Sometimes I just lay under my blankets, late at night, and imagine the  most impossible things. The sea and the sky switching places. The moon actually being a friendly old man, smiling down on us every night with his flashlight eyes. Every beautiful thing you ever wished for coming true.
     Tonight, as the wind whispers secrets to the trees, I feel that life could stop right here, in this perfect moment. Suspended forever in this glorious madness.