Website: live!

Well, technically not live, as this would cost an exuberant amount of money. Mayhaps in a paycheck or two this will be more feasible, but for now: domain purchased and website set up!

Although...this post will be true once you see it, I suppose. If anyone other than myself is reading this currently: it is ALIVE! and technicalities may now be tossed out the window, swept up on this soon-to-be summer breeze, and fly somewhere far from me.

I love art, I love writing, I love poetry. I have recently begun to sculpt after being overwhelmed by emotion and inspiration. I have also been trying my hand at digital art, but that is coming to me less organically.

Recently when I sculpt, I think of Rolf Nowotny. His exhibitions are so special to me. When I write, I think of Kitty Horrorshow, I think of Shirley Jackson. I have been heavily influenced and inspired by my peer Sunni Usagi-Koi, a poet who I met through my day job.

I see people every day who are my muse, I lay back and listen to my heart beat the faces I have seen, I think of their noses, their stubble, the hair around their ears, how their shoulders curl. I like seeing their faces change and how their eyes widen and narrow and all the silent speaking they do. I find so many personalities I would like to study. The nuances of behavior are so fascinating.

I think of what fills my heart with passion and it always comes back to untamed emotion. I love hate, I love tragedy, I love excitement, I love pain, I love love. They make me think of art. I suppose I enjoy making poor decisions and thinking of you-know-who, even if it keeps me running in circles. But I love who I love and I love to love and I love to feel these very human things. I think I'm becoming a bit nonsensical now. I just want to talk about love, but I can't. I'll keep the thoughts in my head and end this here. Don't be too suprised if future entries end the same, coming back to love and love and love and love and love. There's a lot of things which I love.

H. Salt