Monday, November 23, 2015


 I have a son now >_< oispdfjkslkdf I know what? isn't he cute :P

Thursday, November 5, 2015

lost paintings

both of these i forgot to take a good photograph and i have since then lost track of them, but i saw pictures of these paintings in a self portrait photo with them in the background..i had to blow up and kinda rotate distort it back to the shape it was but you get the idea :) the first one is made of nail polish fyi

Monday, October 26, 2015


This dream was very realistic i was in my bed with my baby and my husband was sleeping next to me, when he rolled over on top of the baby and in real life i got up and pushed him over and started asking him in a alarmed tone "Where's my baby?" I was half asleep searching in the blankets. Nag jumped out of bed and started looking for him as I was throwing the pillows around searching for my son. That's when Nag walked over to the crib and said  "um...he's in the crib." i was still half a sleep and just sat there dumbfounded cause the dream was so real...

Another night I dreamt again I was in my room sleeping with my husband and son.  I was sleeping in my bed when a strong wind that blew through the room, it was some sort of poltergeist that was trying to scare us but I just continued to pretend to sleep. that's when the room became very ominous and the ceiling seemed to rise. Suddenly the fan came flying off the ceiling and fell and hit Nag in the shoulder. I sat up and tended to him asking him if he was going to be ok. he was hurt badly so i went to get help but all of the cords for the electrical sockets were exposed, reaching out with live wires surging with electricity I couldn't leave the room. I just brushed up against one of them and it paralyzed me I was trying to move i kept thinking about the baby and how i had to save him. Thats when i sat up abruptly in bed cause i was trying so hard in my dream to move.

This dream i had last night it was about some creepy repair man, and he could morph and change into this ugly, bulging skin being, he kept changing, it was like a claymation.

Monday, September 21, 2015