Things Men Have Said To Me:

I'm too sensitive.

I'm not sensitive enough.

I could "be sweeter".

I need to toughen up.

I'm too quiet.

And when I'm happy, I'm too loud.

I'm mature.

I act like a child.

I worry too much.

I'm not concerned enough.

I need to relax.

I need to stay on it.

Being sick makes you different, in a good way.

Being sick makes you different, hard to understand.

I'm difficult.

I don't ask for much.

I'm wonderful.

I'm a spoiled little princess.

It's okay to cry over your imperfections.

You think you're so fucking perfect, don't you?

You expect so little of people.

You expect too much of people.

If you lowered your standards, you'd fit in better.

If you prayed, you'd feel better.

If you smiled, you'd be prettier.

You fucking women.

You fucking women.

I'm still around; super-busy dealing with some crazy-intense fibro symptoms. I think it's due to the seasons changing.

I am so thankful that I have art as an outlet. Seriously. If I was trapped in this body without my creativity, I think my soul would just shrivel up and blow away.

The Long Goodbye

"The Long Goodbye". Watercolor/acrylic on canvas. If you'd like a print, you can get one HERE.

Prints are up!

Prints are now up! You can also get this as a tote, pillow, duvet, or shower curtain, if that's your thing. I'm really happy with how this one turned out.

Go HERE to get yours.

Rainy day painting.

I'll have a pretty new print up in the shop soon!