closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.
(Sorry for the double post! This looks better as a photoset, I think.)
A while back some of you asked about the difference between cold and hot pressed watercolor paper, so I doodled on a sheet of each.
The main difference between the two is that cold pressed paper is textured whereas hot pressed is satiny smooth, as you can see from the images above.
I’ve also noticed that paint dries more quickly on hot pressed paper, which you can see in blobs 6 and 7, especially.
I’m still getting used to the hot pressed stuff and try to save it for pieces that will have a lot of line work in them, which comes out more smoothly (like this piece or this one). I’m definitely more accustomed to working with the texture of cold pressed paper!
Do you have a preference?
I want YOU (by Nicole Dybel)
Most of the items for my Halloween costume were thrifted. I had a basic, glittery idea in my mind before I went out looking for pieces but it evolved into a more classic style. It mixes masculine accessories (suspenders, blazer, beard) with feminine features (long curly wig, red lips, short shorts). My favorite thing about this costume were the amount of fun accessories I had with me throughout the night. I love the way it turned out, beard and all! Make sure to vote ;)
Finding out someone you care a lot for, be it a friend, doesn’t care nearly as much, is hurtful. How have I not known about such a major conflict in our relationship? It’s been going on for so long and I had no idea of the image I was to someone I’ve never met. Honesty is important, not only to the one you would assume, but to the other. I will take this as a lesson. And I will try to be strong. For another friendship has slipped out of my hands, once again. This one is fucking hard.