platoniccoffee-deactivated20120 asked: Visual/phsyical art, hm? Every tried pottery? Or painting? Molding clay between your fingertips, it's very fleshy and sensual. Same with painting, especially finger-painting. And though it's not the sort of external satisfaction of making cookies/cocktails where you're almost guaranteed compliments, it's a personal triumph. Looking at the finger-paint i did when i first moved...
I’m kind of fascinated by the Tumblrs I’ve ended up following. I follow three personal journals (Sarah’s, Crystal’s, and both of Candace’s), three queer blogs (Gender Queer, fyfemmes, and sapphoria), one illustration blog (fyillustration), one photo blog (Photo Jojo), another photo blog that is specifically pictures of girls with cigarettes, one travel blog that has...
musings on creativity
Watching Crystal work on her Death Eater mask I recall the urge to make beautiful things. She smoothes the clay with her hands, pokes it with a little wooden stick, and I have no idea what it’s going to look like, but I know its going to be something different, something she can see in her head now and is working towards pulling out of the clay. And I want to do that. Touch something and...
So Ireland was cool. Now back in Cambridge with a lot of pictures to post, I’m sure you’ll all bear with me (all three of you). My head’s a little muddled right now, I woke up two and a half hours ago and fell asleep in my clothes. What’s a girl to do. Working on two letters at the moment, both to people named Sarah. Behind on Doctor Who watching, don’t know how...
It’s always fucking cold in here. Can I get some California sunshine + English flowers - my Irish paper, please?
flowers by *moonywolf on deviantART →
Kinda effing gorgeous.
Patti Smith - Gloria I’ve had this stuck in...
in place of papers
she says her mother wanted her to be a dancer and her father wanted her to be a queen she says she doesn’t like to dress in pants and really likes the colour green and if you ever saw her dance you’d swear that she was falling like paper clips knocked off a desk when you know your mother’s calling she’s a fairy wrapped in dreams tripping clumsy in...
I’m encountering new forms of douchebaggery that I haven’t complained about...– April L