You Bring Me Lightning
Three days of messing about (on and off) and AT LAST! It gelled.
Three days of messing about (on and off) and AT LAST! It gelled.
I wish more than anything I could paint him. I honestly, absolutely get lost in his beauty. To me, esp. when I am working on art and he is at the centre of it all and I am deep into my spell, mouthing the words under my breath in short intervals “he’s beautiful. He’s just…
I “fall in love” with this boy EVERY DAY…
Can’t “quit dreaming”. Who wants “Real Life”…? We have outer space and stars, and our dreams…
Meh… Yep! Some days I even bore myself with how…obsessed…I am with this man. The methodical work is just a distraction. I could choose another subject but it just allows me to lose myself and ogle. It probably really isn’t healthy for me. I don’t know. I need a fuck buddy or something. Lol
As Brenda from Bristol said. Yes, Brenda. Indeed “another one”! Lol I cannae stop…
You know when I do these “shrine art” pieces, I sometimes add a random number to the post because I really have no idea how many of these I’ve done. Come September, I’d have been making these (not to this level of quality, mind!) for five years. And given for quite a bit of those…
