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C L O U D Y
Done on acetate, 8x10. Prints available.

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Apparatus Pen & ink on bristol 7.5 x 10in
This piece is made in memory of my late art teacher.
This piece discusses balance, life, death, and escape. The main focus of this piece is meant to be the swordfish within the fishbowl. The fishbowl represents entrapment and knowledge of an outside world. The swordfish represents a creature of strength and perseverance. The bowl is half empty and half full, playing at the analogy. The swordfish experiences life in the “half full” but, from its perspective, sees a desolate world in its immediate surroundings. Outside the bowl and at the surface of the water, the swordfish sees an abundance of life and growth. It is blind to any visions of death or decay. Because of the life on the portion of the tree that is above the surface, it may not even see it’s twin floating above the bowl. The position of the twin in comparison to the bowl-bound swordfish is meant to represent a disconnected ying and yang. The twin may be alive and conscious of both the life and death in its world, or it can be seen as dead. It can also be seen as ascending to enlightenment or an afterlife. The world outside of the bowl is split. The top and bottom half mirror each other with the top half full of death and decay, the bottom full of life. A hand holds the fishbowl up. This hand questions fate and free will. Does the bowl-bound swordfish have choice? As a whole, the hand and fishbowl allude to M. C. Escher’s “Hand with Reflecting Sphere,” as the artist may see something in themselves or asks the viewers if they see a piece of themselves when observing the illustration. Pen and ink is the medium of choice to emphasize the push and pull between light and dark.
The sounds and phrases coming out of my roommate while she plays flappy bird are quite entertaining.
wabagoo said: sometimes I just want to experience what it is to be you because it seems really awesome
Girllllll I miss you so much!!! and seriously with all the art that you are doing and that I see it's FANTASTICCCCCCC, I may seem awesome but Dayummmm gurllll! YOU ARE AWESOMEEEE <333333
banditave said: jealouuuuus owo I’ve been trying to get white hair for months and all I’ve got is Malfoy blonde jghrgildfsjk
Get any white conditioner and a blue toner. Mix only a very little amount and put it in your hair. Seriously, it will lift the Draco. ^_^
Happy Birthday to the most WONDERFUL daughter-who-is-not-really-my-daughter ever <3 <3 <3
I love you and miiiiiiss you <3

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<3 I'm going to miss her more than I can bear when I leave.
To a worthy daughter whom I love very muchly.
I just happened to read your post, my dear, because I follow so many people here on the tumblr your posts get lost sometimes.
Thank you SO much for being there for me, and thank you for listening and making me feel like I'm not the only one who feels that way sometimes <3
You are so much more muchier than I. You contain a vast amount of muchness, and you amaze me every day with your artwork and your you-ness.
It's peculiar that we have been friends for quite some time but never had a conversation so deep as this, I concur, but I believe I am just now realizing the depth of the beautiful friendship that we've been cultivating these past years and it's a bit saddening (mostly because I could have taken advantage of it at some earlier time).
I just don't know how I'll get on without you my dear, you're such a delight and your happiness and small quirks bring me such joy.
I need to stop now before I use up all of my candle-giving material, but I love you dearest and I wish you all the best :)
Love,
Your adopted mother