Please notice the capitalization in the name of this page – I am an individual and will be recognized for it, not whatever labels are out there; it’s the other way around. If I come off as a bitch to anybody, they can just deal. I change for myself, dress for myself, and act to the benefit of my own good self-esteem.
Well… firslty (or secondly..?) and most encompassingly: I am an artist, and I mean that in a fairly pure sense. Anything could be art to me:
a moment in time that can’t be captured and only remembered in my lucky glimpse;
my hair for the day, the clothes I see (includes others’ clothes);
the way a flower blooms or the water flows.
Basically, I’ve found art and taken a part in it almost anywhere – except my body; it’s still mostly lacking evidence of my creativity. Tattoo ideas are swimming around… I hope to get one soon, now that the idea is more defined.
Anyway, just please understand that because I am such an artist, I can have that “horrifying but beautiful” outlook on anything. Anything can look beautiful, fanciful, or horrifying – and any combination of the three and all other descriptions in between. It’s really a reflection of my own duality, which may or may not be visible otherwise, I’m not really sure. My duality comes out in the oddest of ways, and I can seem hypocritical, or just ambiguous. That’s not it – I’m just committed to the paradoxical idea.
Paradox… I think that’s what describes me best. Find any word that describes me, and the opposite probably does too. Not psychiatrically schizophrenic or split personality or whatever else – just me. One whole singular me, duality and all. (That’s even paradoxical.. sheesh… such an oxymoron)
Oh, and I LOVE wordplay.
I love your site. Keep it up !