This time tomorrow

Emotional rage
Stuck in a cage
Living life on ones own
Sitting all alone
Behind the mask
This will never last
Remembering a past
This time tomorrow
There will be no sorrow

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🌜 (No credit taken for this photo: credit is in the right corner of photo) πŸŒ›

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Intentions

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πŸŒ’πŸŒ•πŸŒ˜ Painted the afternoon away once again..Β  Quite happy with this abstract turn out. πŸ–Œ What do you see when you look at these painting?


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Quick post to show her off! Hope you’re all enjoying your Easter Sunday!

Crown has fallen

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I’m the rest that you never did meet
Rest assured I’m in the next seat
Pounding lights shaken knees
The bubbles in myΒ peripherals
Are growing larger
Ready to pop
Don’t turn around I sware it’s a cop
Wake up cold in a daze
I’d much rather be in a haze
Coughing choking barely breathing
Possibly a lucid dream
That remains locked in cells
Behind these walls of my hells
Approach to thinking
Blood is turning purple with hate
But I’m yelling it’s too fucking late
Crown has fallen it’s slow in dust
Everyone around me is full of lust


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Any reason to craft

πŸ˜… My hunny wore this shirt to a Shinedown + In This Moment concert recently…

Some destruction may have happened in the very much sober mosh pit… πŸ•΄πŸ˜‚

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Of course the crafter in me had to make a keepsake out of it

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Miles Away

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Pack my bags for one last time

Goodbye wishes to be a past time

Miles away but in heart close

What now do I propose?

Lips lingering over yours

The thought alone is adored

Packing my bags for one last time

Away for what feels like a lifetime

These thoughts I have yet to speak

Hold my breathe before I become weak

I pack my bags for one last time

It’s a hoot

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What I really like about this piece is that it was completed in two different years of my life. The background I painted at Shambhala Music Festival in 2016. (That place fuels my artistic fire….I’ll write an article on the magic vibes there one day.) The owl, which Shambhala uses as their logo in a partial way, I painted as soon as I got home from the festival in 2017. Yes I went two years in a row. I’m addicted to the vibes, energy, and like minded people that attend. Not to mention the music. BUT. Getting off topic. At the time of painting the background I had no idea what this piece was going to become. A year later after I came home from the fesitval, I found this piece tucked away in the back of my canvas stash. What a perfect time to pull it out, I thought. Remembering where I had started this piece, it was no question what I wanted to complete it with. My love for Shambhala. β™‘

Rick and Morty

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“I built a portal Mooorty *burrrp* ” – Rick

This one was made especially for my hunny, who’s an avid Rick and Morty fan.

Here’s Cam (my hunny) going to buy the new season via amazon cause its not released in Canada yet, and I know I’m going to be watching it for the next two weeks until he memorizes every scene. I’ll admit I wasn’t huge into it when I first saw an episode, but as I watched more and more, I became mostly facintated by their art, and those unique ideas. Like who decided to make Rick a pickle? πŸ˜†

“I’M A PICKLE MORTY, PICKLE RIIIIIICK!”Β 

This one was so fun to paint, I can see more Rick and Morty features in the future. 😊