Knock. Knock.

After some time pondering the meaning of life...

Okay. Not really. I have just been out and about. Took a short break from being artsy. It's been pretty nice simply working and wandering the streets. However. I must admit. I've missed the art world. In the coming months, I plan on creating bigger (and better!) pieces of wall art.

Here is a custom piece I was able to create this summer for a buddy:


And here's me (I believe I promised a picture long ago):


I got myself a nose ring this summer and after convincing Mother Romano that no, I am not a druggy, she accepted it. She has an interesting/the wrong idea of people with piercings.

I am actually a much happier person than shown above. However. I often feel VERY awkward taking pictures of myself. But for you. Anything.

Reminiscing.

I don't feel much like studying. What do I do instead? Blog and listen to music because Etsy is down. As a result, a piece of my heart is broken. I think it may be the aortic valve.

I decided that my best artful ideas come from me in a half asleep state and/or boring lectures (me in a half asleep state). Yup. There's definitely a pattern.

Pondering about a possible next project. A series I shall name One to Another. I'd speak more about it but I don't want to get too much ahead of myself, as I often do. Not sure how it'll pan out. First, I'll do some experimenting and report back.

I've been thinking about Tanzania a lot. I volunteered there last summer for 3 weeks and it was one of the best moments of my life. True story. If you are at all interested, I have a very short (at times mushy) blog about my trip.

I really miss those days. I was so happy to be there. Was sad to leave.

This is where I post a picture of myself in Zanzibar - an island near Tanzania. I realized that there are no pictures of myself to be found and it feels strange to be all secretive-like. Probably doesn't meet your imagined image. I know how it is.


The one on the right is me, Margins...I mean Evalynn. The one on the left is Alex. She's from Georgia. She would always say: "Bless your heart." It was fantastic.

Slow internet connection is killing me slowly.

Love, Evalynn.