Some days you just don't want to be who you are...
Days like that, a Venetian costume mask is just the thing...or a Pocahontas costume, or your belly dancing bra and jangly ankle bracelet.
Why do adults lose the ability to play? or to pretend?
make believe and reality are really so very much entwined...
hard to know what is the truth. Only the heart can really judge and for most of us, our heart is no longer pure and whole. Nothing a little coloring outside the lines can't fix...or a giant blanket fort...or a game of hide and go seek...
Current Residence: the so lovely state of New Jersey
deviantWEAR sizing preference: naked
Print preference: huh?
Favourite genre of music: ambient and jam band
Favourite photographer: wow- so many...
Favourite style of art: all art.
Operating System: I'm embarassed to tell
MP3 player of choice: ITouch- I would shrivel and die without it
Shell of choice: huh? again
Wallpaper of choice: my own painting 'coyote moon'
Skin of choice: I kind of like the one I was born in
Favourite cartoon character: Dave, the minion from Despicable Me
Personal Quote: Those who hear not the music, think the dancers mad