Too much coffee, not enough coffee. Too much B-12, not enough B-12 Too much reading, not enough reading. Too much energy, not enough energy. Too many people in the library, not enough people in the library. Heart is beating too fast. Not fast enough. My anxiety is too much.
Found this guy in my friends backyard after they had moved all of their stuff to a new house. Her exact words, “At least he died peacefully”. …maybe
When is too late actally too late?
Someday I’ll wake up, roll over look down at my palms. I’ll see the wrinkles and the creases and the faded love lines. If I dedicated one one love line to you. Would you even find out?
Tea Pots Grow Roots.
Tea Pot I sculpted…Every tube is hollow, and it’s a functional double chamber pot…..yeah….
Recipe for Disaster: Chicken Taco Chilli →
recipefordistaster: (please excuse my photography. I’m not a photographer. I don’t know how to make food look appealing through a photograph. This was taken with a cell phone.) Where: So, I found this recipe on pinterest.com which whoever originally pinned it found it on skinnytaste.com. Ingredients the… My sister-in-law just made a blog about her cooking. She makes some badass...
Elephant Man Self Portrait
Self Portrait…. Haven’t done one in years, here it is.
When I look up
in my backyard, I see stars. When I look up at my parents house I see stars too. When I look up and see stars anywhere, I just wish it was with you.
Yellow for the season...
Started some new paintings…I picked yellow for some reason. The trooper helmet isn’t quite finished but I decided to post it anyways.
It's all about the reply...
Mike Frawley: Interaction →
poorphraser: I don’t reblog, as I like to keep my Tumblr to my own work, but the thought in Mike’s piece is so spot on, it deserves to be spread. Please pass it on and follow his advice. Reach out when someone writes something wonderful. Let them know it. mikefrawley: Arriving on Tumblr with one desire any old place to post my poetry horrified as I quickly discovered (censored), this isn’t...