Cameras steal your soul. (Luckily Crowley has mine anyway.)
I promised. Here's a picspam, mostly of creativish things I've done with my living space.
A corner of my desk, part of my window and bookshelf, and my dragon, Maureen. I painted her when I was 13. I think the music there's a book of mezzo-soprano arias, but I don't think I've looked at it since last year.
One of my favorite objects: My harp (whom I cannot play very well at all), Hermia.
This is what I've been doing with my room since I was 14; I've been trying to paint Shakespeare quotes from all the plays I've read on my walls. I haven't succeeded. This is over my bookshelf: Ariel, from The Tempest.
What I wake up under every day.
Me, on any given day! Just imagine the face in instead of a camera.
What you really came here for: my tattoo. It's on my left inner arm, and it's a line from The Mabinogion. Roughly translated, it reads "I have fled in the shape of a crow." The handwriting is my own.
I'm going to have such a hard time adjusting to dorm life.
A corner of my desk, part of my window and bookshelf, and my dragon, Maureen. I painted her when I was 13. I think the music there's a book of mezzo-soprano arias, but I don't think I've looked at it since last year.
One of my favorite objects: My harp (whom I cannot play very well at all), Hermia.
This is what I've been doing with my room since I was 14; I've been trying to paint Shakespeare quotes from all the plays I've read on my walls. I haven't succeeded. This is over my bookshelf: Ariel, from The Tempest.
What I wake up under every day.
Me, on any given day! Just imagine the face in instead of a camera.
What you really came here for: my tattoo. It's on my left inner arm, and it's a line from The Mabinogion. Roughly translated, it reads "I have fled in the shape of a crow." The handwriting is my own.
I'm going to have such a hard time adjusting to dorm life.