No Band-Aids Here

I like criticism. And I try not to be some delicate princess about it. It's rare that you will always impress everyone - "You can please some of the people all of the time, and you can please all of the people some of the time, but you cannot please all of the people all… Continue reading No Band-Aids Here

trials

clouds sweep over blue skies. retreating indoors i retrieve paint supplies and canvas, bracing myself. one swatch, five swatches all different, it still doesn't work. a shrieking vacuum breaks focus here, stray slash of paint. music trickles into my conscious jarring me, or awakening me. reluctant to answer the door you, you're here despite logic. turn… Continue reading trials