A CLEAN SLATE

oh so WHITE AND SHINY… Waiting for my pen, for my brush. I just cant stand the barrenness of it, stretching of into the infinite distance, saying nothing. I cant sit in silence either, in a social setting. I would be awful in an interrogation, babbling mindlessly- wait… not mindlessly. I do get chatty, butContinueContinue reading “A CLEAN SLATE”

Round One: Let the Game Begin!

“…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”

An Artist’s Realization:

“My dreams are NOT dead!…”