ahhhhh, ART

ATCs are a thing I've only recently discovered through the swaps forum at bpal.org. Small, cute, and swappable (not unlike imps), they make a fantastic wee project for people like me who have drawers full of craft scraps and a history of lust for miniatures (why yes, I did have a dollhouse growing up).

The first swap I participated in was seasonal-themed. Colours came out a bit wonky in this picture but here they are for the record:


To see what ATCs look like when a real artist tackles them, have a browse at Joumana Medlej's ATC gallery. (Seriously, you want to go and look.)

Last night I went to a gallery show by a co-worker of mine who's leaving the country in a few weeks. All of her photography, paintings, and 3-D collage boxes were available for donations and I was lucky enough to get some beautiful pieces of wall art and photographic prints, including this one:


Her RedBubble page is here and I'm sure she'd be happy if you went by for a browse.

after a long silence

Strange. Tough. Lonely without being alone.

It sinks in a little more each day that it's permanent and for real, that he's not the person I thought he was, and that nothing that could possibly happen in the future is going to change that.

The hardest part is wondering if I'm going to be alone forever - if that, screwed up as it was, is as good as it's ever going to be.

Currently listening to Nirvana and it suits.