I live in a world of my own imagination. Lost in translation, my Wonderland.
My only hope, is to share the different universes and galaxies my mind creates, with those who so dearly wonder and wander upon my work.
I enjoy realms and reality, fairies and foe, poetry and the art of capturing the things most would pass by.
I'm 22 years old, although I'll never fully grasp why such a proclamation ends in the word "old". For, I do not feel old, or young, or the grey in-between. I'm too busy flying through fields of flowers and clouds the colours of lavender, and teal, and moss green. Sunlight sparkling, crystallising the world below. My dreamscape, my Narnia.
- JoinedNovember 22, 2013