Those four recent deviations are nearly perfect in their portrayed range. I could delete the remainder of my gallery and leave only them.

I know, I know...

Soon.

Apparently my subscription has expired once more...has it already been a year in passing? Crazy. I'll fix that soon enough...banners raise my digital ire like nothing else.

I've really been on the decline here, much as I've vowed to keep tabs on things. It's just not happening. I'm still creating on a daily basis, but it's just not adding up to a greater form of expression. The quality of life has been unsatisfying, which is affecting the one measure used to commonly distract from that very notion. Once it reaches that point, there's trouble.

It's not so much that I'm leaving, but I've already been gone for a while now. Freelance hasn't been very rewarding, as nothing about it is consistant or affirming. I'm still creating for the sake of ulterior motive; commissions and portfolios. These last few paintings were a sporadic break from the cycle. I need to finish my work and...

Hell, I don't know. Either start creating for myself again, or drop this wayward pursuit and go live offline. Solitary life in the mountains would be preferable to normadic life in the fields afar...

They say not to give food to the birds for a reason. Case in point, feeding a heron is like feeding a pair of scissors. A large, hungry pair of scissors.

*replace post with something of interest/relevance*