But give me leave to love in silence that
which I cannot possess— and give me such
inspired defiance of the urges at
my breast— and give me strength to never touch
my lips to hers, my soul to her soul— give
me heart and hale to weather every storm
that may unfold: But tell me how to live
without my hand in hers, its honest form—
and tell me how to wake each morn if not
to wake within her arms— and tell me how
I am to carry on, and how I ought
to act and speak and be, around her, now,
and ever: tell me, and I'll on my way
as still and quiet as the passing day.
I'm just starting to experiment with art and different media.
The only formal training I've had was one art class in high school (a long time ago). In May of thie year I got the urge to get back in touch with my creative side and started drawing. What you see here so far are the first times I've tried to draw anything on 20 years.
I plan ot keep at it and see how things develop over time.
Thanks for stopping by!
Current Residence: Minneapolis Favourite style of art: Traditional Operating System: Vista MP3 player of choice: ipod