i claim to be this.... artist.
i suffer from yteixna laicos.
rarely do i know what to talk about and i like to wear clothes to distract you from that.
i have ridiculous facial expressions and i touch my hair a lot.
i like to wear fur on a daily basis and i strive to clean the house in heels.
i have no formal training in theory... yet i've done this my whole life.
i've created every alter ego that has ever caught my interest.
i shake and shiver now. it is too exciting and i've had too much sugar.
london said today.. "alcohol is bad for the artist."
he is true.
but i crave something to blur my over-analzying. it just seems too complicated after that.