snakeart

Reaching the pinnacle, the cusp of its life. Foaming forward, crashing with might. A collision of fury, a fusion of hues. The swirling greens, and the explosion of blues. Carrying minnows, ripping the weeds, charging the depths are Poseidon's steeds. Poseidon's Steeds is my newest creation and a resemblence to this poem, it's what i see. What do you see? Check it out and tell me alright ;), prints are available! Now for December, why does this month have to be so unbelievable expensive! I'm starting to reach the bottom of my wallet (due to Sint .Nicholaas, a traditional celebration here in Holland) and i still have christmas a

Yeah yeah i know, i might've said that before but i'm 'dead' serious now (did you see what i did there?! HAHA!)... erm yeah anyway... I'm back! Back to commenting, back to making really interesting journals *cough* and back to creating art. I couldn't be arsed to do anything for a very long while, uninspired, out of ideas, workoverload etc which lead to inactivity. It's time to change that once again so you'll be hearing from me, weither you like it or not =p. Now i'd like to ask: who is still out there? alive and kicking?!