i’ve been a very lazy and neglectful artist.
since i share so many of my images online,
they are tiny in size, and not
good enough for my paint and prose gallery.
i had to resurrect the old pc (which has not
been turned on in nearly three years), and
thankfully, i had large images saved of most
of my paintings–the majority of which i’ve
sold or gifted.
as a writer, i never delete drafts of prose,
but i’m not as careful with my paintings, which
i find impossible to replicate.
i mentioned secrets in the blog title.
i’m usually very possesive of my dreams.
i read somewhere when i first began writing
the novel to tell as many friends and family
as you can–so they will ask about your progress
and help get your butt in gear.
i don’t like to not finish what i set
out to do, so it’s definitely incentive
for me to move forward.
these two dreams of mine i’ve clutched
to myself for a few years at least.
someday, i’d love to write and illustrate
it doesn’t mean i can’t have them translated
*peach blossoms, which some of you have
seen before. this is a better image–still impossible
to see the subtle details and colors, alas.