My Eyes Are Not Your Eyes

I love art. I love to take pictures and make jewelry. The art I like isn’t for everyone, neither are my pictures. I like cemetery sculptures. Some people find it disrespectful or odd. I find beauty and wonder in them. Some of the art I like is from a time period where Heaven and Hell was a big theme. Some of it is fascinating and unusually dark for the time period. Sometimes I like a piece because it just speaks to me. I love my jewelry and wish I could sell it. But it’s a hard market to get into even when you know what you’re doing. The stress right now would not be helpful. But I can still enjoy it. Here’s some examples of what I like.11707597_917171595011311_2276194080060568673_n28077_452145291513946_566614836_nDSC01000 (2)DSC00997 (2)98bc5ba62d6a0496d7318b8c786de35eThe Strength Lion one is my favorite. I hope the Lion that was needlessly killed is ate16ea1e953329639297d6f41de2eb5be peace. As for the Hunter, may a thousand of my bees find you and sting you in places you never knew you had.


About darie73

I'm a daughter, a sister, and an Aunt. I've worked in the Hair Industry, Jewelry Manufacturing, and Retail Management. I'm also an Alcoholic, diagnosed Bipolar, Conversion Disorder, Anxiety, Celiac Disease, and other health issues. I talk about all of these things as honestly as I can. The stigma, medications, doctors, family problems, support or lack of support. I advocate for people like me, animals, and anyone else who feels like they don't have a voice. These are my opinions, I just ask that readers be respectful. Haven't we all been kicked enough when we are down? It's time to change that. View all posts by darie73

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