Under make-up and skin; beside the jewelry and clothes; this is what I am. This is my truth…
Tag: thenakedtruth
When the Mask Comes Off
From the ‘before’ to the ‘now, my stumbling naked truth is rather intrigued by the new unknown.
How to Navigate the Magic Flight of the Awkward: Step Two, The Soul’s Queue
A creative path might not be the smooth ease of calm, expressive seas nor the decorated, celebrated angst of artistry…
the brick dandelion 