Just had time to check out this site (sorry, way behind. no insomnia here I LOVE to sleep )
AWESOME urian. Wonderful. beautiful, unique, etc. and etc. work.
I just have one question though....
Rather dangerous to ask an artist how they envision you, but what the heck, I'm feeling reckless.
BTW- I loved the comment about male hugs being followed by drinking and killing little furry creatures....
Compassion is the sometimes fatal capacity for feeling what it is like inside somebody else's skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too. - Frederick Buechner
If society prospers at the expense of the intangibles, how can it be called progress?
There's a dear little plant that grows in our Isle Twas St . Patrick himself, sure, that set it; And the sun of his labour with pleasure did smile, And with dew from his eye often wet it. It grows through the bog, through the brake, through the Mireland, and they call it the dear little shamrock of Ireland.