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We are but simple tear drops falling into a still pond. When we collide we form ripples. How far those ripples flow is entirely up to the waters...
צ 'אן Such is life, that is it. Its all that simple. I am and yet am not. One simple drop into a pool that ripples outward bumping haphazardly into others. I am simple and yet complex. An anomaly and still the stigma of vanity. I have not been asked who I am in a long time. Only faceless faves and watches on deviantart. I've been reinvented. Its not the same me that I knew before and I'm better because of it. Before it would have been simple to just select images and stack them up with long draw out excerpts of myself. Having embarked on a journey of self discovery I've realized that I am not in someone else's pictures or pieces of art. I am me; unique. Every tomorrow is a search for another piece of the puzzle completing myself. Every today is an evaluation of those around me. Every yesterday is a banner that decorates the past. A little bit about me. I love art in any form or fashion. Black and white are my colors of choice. There is a crisp feeling of the contrasts they bring. To most it appears as if they're in conflict, fighting for dominance over the space they occupy, but to me, they compliment each other. Neither can exist without the latter. It is this relationship that fascinates. Most of the pieces I do are in black and white, utilizing the various shades in the grey scale to give depth to my work. I am in every piece I do. I put my soul into them and they become pieces of a greater picture, clocking moments in time, heightened emotions and the state of my heart. |
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