mirror, mirror on the wall ...

"there's a fine line between love and hate ... scrutiny and adoration"

this piece involves a lot of closure, that's for sure. it involves some things i may or may not write about more fully ... you just never know with me. and/or maybe i have written about them in an incredibly full-bodied way in the past, but buried in another piece as something else. i, too, am buried in this piece, in the flesh, and yet I FUCKING LIVE!

snips, snails and puppy dog tails ...

100% Proof!

Everything Positive. Everything Fun ...

because everyone loves a good "fairy tale tranformation" and such ...

"grace"

"grace" is what i wish to call this piece. my torn images, another man's incredible words which also come with music, but for that you can only imagine.

either way, i'm enjoying this time after the 30 days of 30 pieces and this piece marks the piece to the new beginning. you know, where i just get up and do and don't count or keep track.

illusions ... and habits/it takes 30 days to make or break one!

This would be day 30 of the "do some collage art or altered something every day." You do anything for thirty days and it's a habit, official and a real part of you. This can be good things you do 30 days in a row, or this could be bad things. But if you haul off and do them 30 days solid, hello?!?!?! Habit.

I am now doing art every day.
I am writing every day.
I am working every day (already did that ... but important to fit the other stuff in too).
I am making sure to be healthy inside and out every day.
I'm not afraid to show my feelings every day, and in the last 30 days (inside and outside my art and/or writing) I have put words to a lot of feelings. Finally.
I am sleeping soundly every night.
I wake up and am glad to be alive.

Rinse and repeat ... I'm going for another 30 days, and then another, and then another and ...