Where the real work goes down.
Since of the costs of my impending wedding (76 days waaaaaaah) and life in general, I’m looking for freelance art work again. I like doing the work, but I utterly loathe trying to get it. Artists everywhere are faced with a lifestyle that requires money but rarely returns it. We look in our houses and see this work laying around, and think, Yeah, I’m glad I made that, but I’m...
Wild Deer at Dawn - Diane Cluck →
Now that I’ve calmed down my heart beats so steady you could set your watch by my Beat beat beat beat beat
He couldn’t sleep at night for fear that she in a stupor from the drugs...– Ben Folds