( Detailed account of my experience. )

(  . . . a poem for the figurative season of Winter. )

Starting a new painting for me is much like writing... which is to say, the first layer is very slow to come, but after that the paint flows easily. For writing, it is a matter of constructing the story's architecture. For a painting, it is organizing composition. I wonder what my art would be like if I didn't obsess over details ( Read more... )

I woke up yesterday morning with the vivid memory of a dream. Most of it seemed unremarkable, but I remembered an acquaintance from school, Lynae, making an appearance. It was her, but in the dream she was an actress. I saw her in class later and approached her about it. She looked surprised and said that she had just landed two acting gigs. I had ( Read more... )

(  . . . notes from the dream . . . )

( Memoir of events surrounding break-up with Melissa. )

( Astrology Chart )

( Notes from Workforce Readiness. )

( . . . Happiness . . . )

( . . . Drug Culture . . . )