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I am a Deviant of Many Talents
ada9677
Female/United States
Why I Am Here
- To show my artwork to the world
- To become a better artist
- To appreciate art
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it's only a flesh wound
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So, I skipped my classes today and locked myself away in my house sans kids, played some Jethro Tull and wielded drawing utensils. I actually made progress on a picture that has been confounding me for some time. I am a control freak when drawing, and this is a drawing from a blurry picture, so it took some time to get to the point where I could let loose of exacting detail control and just do it.
Each thing I do I rush through so I can do something else. In such a way do the days pass - a blend of stock car racing and the never ending building of a gothic cathedral. Through the windows of my speeding car, I see all that I love falling away: books unread, jokes untold, landscapes unvisited. And why? What treasure do I expect in my future? Rather it is the confusion of childhood loping behind me, the chaos in the mind, the failure chipping away at each success. Glancing over my shoulder I see its shape and so move forward, as someone in the woods at night might hear the sound of approaching feet and stop to listen, then, instead of silence he hears some creature trying to be silent. What else can he do but run? Rushing blindly down the path, stumbling, struck in the face by sticks; the other ever closer, yet not really hurrying or out of breath, teasing its kill.
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Current Residence: on a double yellow line, where I can park anytime
Interests: horseback riding, drawing, reading, massage, music, sickening addiction to Naruto
Favourite movie: blood, drama, comedy, gore, emotion, love, lust, anime, claymation...I like 'em all
Favourite band or musician: Loreena McKennit makes for great massage music
Favourite genre of music: summa dis, summa dat, mostof all Jethro Tull
Favourite artist: Favourite artists are like potato chips, you can't have just one
Favourite poet or writer: King, Dobyns, Hughes, Selby, Rice, Milosz...
Favourite photographer: Robert Vavra, my husband, Ansel Adams <3
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I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
Whats a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
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I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
Whats a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
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I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
Whats a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
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Vince: "You know what you need, is a moustache."
Howard: "...What do you think this is i've got going on here?"
Vince: "That? That's a cappucino stain! look at his, it's like a silver horseshoe!"
~Vince Noir And Howard Moon, the Mighty Boosh.
thanks for all the lovely compliments and the fave!
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I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
Whats a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
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