My artwork. It is GONE! Yes, I deleted my gallery here.

I am almost finished moving in to my new account (where you can find almost all the artwork that used to be here):

~clockworkparadox

Come say hello!

Thanks!
Maisha

Okay, some of you may recall that about a year ago I started switching over to a new dA account? Yes? Well. It's about flipping time!

NEW ACCOUNT:

~clockworkparadox



I will eventually be removing all the artwork I have posted in this gallery. If you want it in your Favourites, you'd better Favourite over at my new account.

I will be moved in to my new account completely before the end of August.

Thanks!

P.S. - I will not be posting my writing in my new gallery. My writing can be found in my fictionpress account drippingdreams. I haven't posted any new writing recently, so it's mostly pretty old stuff right now. But if and when I write more, that's where it will be.

I got a job! I got a job! I got a job!

And. It's the job I actually wanted. So instead of serving people overpriced smoothies or wiping tables or selling tickets, I will be working as a sort of summer teacher at a local daycare-preschool-summercamp. I'm excited. I love kids, and I love the philosophy of this place, which is basically the messier the kids are allowed to be, the more they are learning. It's all learning through play -- no worksheets or workbooks. Awesome.

My mom wants to buy my Harry Potter painting from me so that she can frame it and hang it in the house. Weird, yes? Yes.

I have a commission, too, which is exciting because I don't get those very often.

It's summer!

I'm trying to get summer employment, and in the meantime I'm painting and t-shirt designing and writing performance poetry. Because creativity pays so well.

I'm thinking about self-designing a Gender Studies major, because that also pays so well given that it's so employable.

Happy summer break, students. Happy uncomfortably warm season, northern hemisphere residents. Happy lifetime, everyone.

I haven't pimped Raina in awhile...

I have four days left of my first year of college. It's a very strange realisation. It's almost time for me to pack my life back into boxes.

Plans for next year: install a hammock. Start a Dead Poets Society. Actually use my bike.

You know what would make a great t-shirt slogan?

"Helen Keller started Dead Baby jokes."

What else combines Helen Keller jokes and Dead Baby jokes?

maybe... "Dead Babies started Helen Keller jokes." But I prefer the former.

I'm supposed to be writing a 15-page paper. You couldn't tell, could you?