bugger

da's fishing trip was sort of cancelled this morning and now he's stomping around the rent's house while mum blathers on about this and that and fully looking stupid.

welcome to a normal sunday morning with my parents.


me and Britt discussed possibilities of baring England, moving to Canada. because we both like Canada and its close and... i guess i'll just sit tight for now. i need to get a steady job and start saving. *floops*

i also have to put together a presentation on Escher.

(no subject)

couscous? so goooooooooood. i think i've mentioned it before but it never hurts to repeat ;D

i'm off to work on the wallscroll of DOOM. hee

*bounce*




ps. 2 more lbs lost! *boogies*

wallscroll

not quite how i wanted it...and i'm not really very happy with it...but oh well

The Release.

The challenge was to collage a character that had died on a tv show. in the process of browsing through caps of Wesley's death i got to thinking about when exactly did he *really* die? the night fred did? the night he got his memories back? there no many layers and so much angst in s.5 of Angel that my head just starting whirling with the possibilities and this wallscroll thing morphed into a wierd look at the Wes/Illyria interation and the meaning of death. or that was my purpose, whether i pulled it off? *shrugs*

brushes, et/all are my own.