Life is But a DreamBy TT Snim~*~The trembling white shafts lanced the faded drapes and tumbled to the floor in dancing little pools. The light skirted over every thing, the walls, the floor, the dusty old furniture. Specks and motes floated up in to the shafts and glittered giving the whole room a gauzy, earthy, feel. The air smelled of mildew and grit and dirt and flowers. The windows were broken, little glass shards littering the floor under the sills and sparkling like diamonds.They weren't supposed to be here like this, hiding away in some wretched abandoned house on the edge of a lifeless town, but they were. The night had been sa...
In case anyone was at all interested, I actually did an interview with a lovely lady, Tishka, who I met during the Supernova comic convention. I'm so glad for the chance to do this and hope it'll be a good read for whoever comes around (/>w<)/ *gives tea and biscuits* Beyond the Cartoons: Meet the Artist - Lindy Lou :heart:
Psyk
Hooooookay. My emotional energy seems to be at an unusually normal state. It's so tentative... In a blink of an eye, it could be gone. But for now I appreciate not feeling heavy on the inside and just being. Don't over think it... spoils the lightness. o___o Just appreciate being here and feeling at ease. There is work to do, things to organize, drawings that must be drawn... practice that must be had... But it'll be okay. I'll just quietly go about it with a little pick axe and hack big tasks down to little manageable pieces... I can do that... Complex things are many simple things put together... we can do this. There is hope.
