How Coi.

Skulls and more skulls.

Just keep on sketching.

Bed.

Last night it snowed and everything is covered in white. The trees look more magnificent than they ever could in a long winter. They balance the snow with their branches, enduring their dance with Mother Nature. I'm lying here in your bed and your at peace and asleep, lost in another world. The room is casted in a dull white light and you look magnificent. To see someone asleep is a treasure. It is the rare moment when they are the most vulnerable.
I lay here and listen to you and picture the snow. These moments, I am at peace. These moments, I can let my thoughts wonder and let my soul rest. The warmth of you brings me more peace than I ever thought I could attain from someone else. Thank you.

Watercolor.

Almost finished with this piece. 

It's been a few days.

You.

Tell me all your thoughts and dreams. I want to listen to your ambitions and decipher your motives. Your mind is a map and I am a voyager trekking its perceptions and sailing its emotions.

Tell me all your thoughts and dreams because maybe we share the same.

Vegan life.

I'm a vegetarian/vegan and tonight it's Bulgogi Tempeh with sautéed onions and quinoa. Delish.

Third eye.

Tattoo idea for my brother.

Howl.

Ice storm came today, so I drew.

Instagram/Tumblr.

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Cake in a wine glass.

Bought some Delicia red velvet malt and it is the perfect way to kick off my Valentine holiday.

New and upcoming Music.

This band is new and upcoming. They recently released their first single on iTunes and will soon be releasing their EP. This independent band takes a unique turn on rock and incorporates the ever growing folky feel of the today's music into their own. With upbeat jams to downbeat tunes, this band has high hopes of making it's mark on the music scene.

Paris.

So two years ago I made a best friend from Paris France. Ever since she left, we've been planning for my visit. Today I purchased my plane tickets to Paris. This July I will get to see her and I am so excited to be reunited with this dear friend of mine. Don't be afraid to live life and experience. What are you waiting for?

Octopi love.

Another sketch.

Lion of lines.

Some more of my geometric sketching.

Change up.

So I decided to add a little color to my platinum hair. Right in time for Valentine's Day.

Geometric wolf.

Constellations.

I heard this today and had to share the lyrics.

Constellations.

Packing the last few shirts into a bloated suitcase
The last glimpse of comfort and the ticking clock face
I swear those hands move faster every day
I’m more confused than ever but I don’t beg or pray ‘cause the
Sparkling light from the morning sun
Is all we should need to feel one.
I reach the station with just minutes to spare,
I glance at my watch time’s going faster these days I swear,
Eyes focus up now to the train time table board
There’s only two platforms to be explored,
And it’s then that I admit it to my self,
That I am lost so lost
But your the constellations
That guide me
There’s a train at 12, destination disaster.
It’s running on time as time runs faster
On platform two it’s destination sustainability
It’s delayed though it was suppose to arrive at 11:50.
Platform one it says stand behind the yellow line
But I sit on the platform edge and just gaze at the time.
My mind wanders back to our oblivious existence
I’m all choked up now with the threat of distance
As the train bound for disaster chokes up to the station,
I don’t board it cause I decide that it’s the wrong destination,
But the train bound for sustainability is nowhere to be seen
And I’m lost so lost
Where are the constellations
That guide me?
And then I realize that
We need to use our own two feet to walk these tracks,
And we have to squad up and we have to watch each others backs,
With forgiveness is our torch and imagination our sword
Well I’ll tie the ropes of hate and slash open the minds of the bored
And we’ll start a world so equal and free
Every inch of this earth is yours all the land and all the sea
Imagine no restrictions but the climate and the weather
Then we can explore space together
Forever
And I’m lost so lost
Where are the constellations
And I’m lost so lost
You are the constellation.

Asymmetrical owl.

Just another sketch.

Sleeve start.

Collaborated ideas and drew this today.

If you're out there.

If you're out there, you should know that you're healing what I didn't think could be put back together, after years of being torn up and left to the side. You know pain. But you know of hope and better things. Those moments you take my breath away and I just look you in the eyes, in, out, breathe. It's because something happens that I can't explain, that loss for words, or maybe souls intertwining, fourth dimension, who knows. maybe someday we will. It's my hunger for the world and your thirst for what it holds, that leaves my mind lingering back to you. Its the way you pull me in and make me dance, the way you open doors for me, the way you put your soul on that stage, the way you are close, the way you laugh with me, the way you get excited over things no one else would care to notice. It's just you. Over and over in my head.

Tag. Your it.

Broken houses.

I had the best day yesterday. Honestly. One of those days where everything just flows like it should. My boyfriend packed us lunches consisting of Pbjs, cheese it's, and rice crispy treats. I felt like one of the cool kids at the lunch table. Then he drove us down to the lake. We hiked and explored the shoreline. Finally we reached a cove and found an old lake house that had been damaged because of low waters this year. Naturally, we claimed it ours and sat for lunch. Just being next to him and laughing in the sun made me at peace with everything. That's when you know you've found something special. We walked back to the car and watched the sunset. The water was like glass and the sky was paint. We smiled in silence.

Tea, Honey, and David Hale.

I've been flipping through David Hale's online portfolio. It is amazing. I am already a freak for nature and geometric patterns, so I was immediately fascinated. I've been meaning to start designing a tattoo sleeve for myself and this sparked it. So begins the process. I'd really like some other peoples ideas, I need unique. I'm tired of finding the same thing.  Sleepytime tea, by the way. One of favorites. With honey of course.

3 a.m.

Yesterday was rough. But the night, the night saved me. It feels so good to be truly happy.

Thought.

I like neon signs and sitting in laundry mats.

Octopi love.

Design.

I helped develop this tattoo sketch. Owl time.

Hunger.

RIde.

"Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road.
We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art.
Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun.
I believe in the country America used to be.
I believe in the person I want to become.
I believe in the freedom of the open road.
And my motto is the same as ever:
"I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself I ride, I just ride."
Who are you?
Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?
I have. I am fucking crazy.

But I am free."

Spark.

I've been lacking inspiration lately, but I can feel it. It's so close. I feel I need to delve deeper into the world and the culture outside of these constricted boundaries. I've got a passion for unknown things and it burns in my chest, telling me there is more. Ill be there soon, far from here.

Faces.

I'm thinking about making a new mixed media project out of this. The ideas that run through my mind all day overwhelm me.

Art.

I have a love of octopi when I draw. A prize example.

Barista life.

What I love to do.

Picasso and cheez-its.

Picasso, Picasso. I've been scrolling his work deciding which one id like to paint. I've narrowed it down to "Women with the Chignon." So a new project ensues. I spent my lunch alone with a handful of cheez-it's and an orange. Stories of a loner I suppose. But I don't mind it. Music and my mind keep me company most of the time. I found a new band called Yellow Ostritch . A mix of synthy keyboard and unique instrumentals, with smooth vocal harmonies. Time to head to work, making coffee and being personable.

Tattoo.

I got this tattoo to represent my four other siblings and I. I have two older brothers and a brother and sister that passed away at birth.

Me.

Introducing myself.

Stone Toss.

January 1, 2013

Last night was a lonely way to start the new year. Apart from ending the relationship with my boyfriend, I just wasn't having the greatest of days. A cigarette, glass of wine, and a close friend talking to me seemed to help dull the emotions I was feeling. I put on a movie a surfed tumblr until midnight came around. Then I dragged my exhausted mind to the comfort of my bed. Happy New year I said to myself. I had a feeling it would be better.

This morning I woke up feeling somewhat better. It was a new day. Smile. I told myself this over and over. I got ready for the day, and my best friend surprised me with a drive to a favorite spot of ours. A train track bridge. Its tall and the wood is stained and old. I'm drawn to it even more on dreary days like today. She told me to pick up a rock and say something I want to forget about the previous year, or something I hope to change in the year ahead of me. For an hour or so we took turns throwing those rocks as far as we could into the river below us. I felt hope for new beginnings. 

And as I write this, I remember why I created this blog. To express myself and focus my thoughts. 

Cheers to a new year.