pyroclasticlux

It's been a few years since I was last here, and it appears that a lot has changed. That's rather fitting, cos a lot has changed for me, as well. I like to call it 'progress'. I'll have to upload some new 'deviations', as the last was from some years ago, I imagine. I have a page on facebook showcasing some of my work, but I have to get to updating that, also. It seems there's never really enough time. Even when I have it (like now), I really don't have it (should be cleaning instead). The years pass so much more quickly as I get older, and it seems like the hours in a day are much fewer than I remember, too. But I'm happy and enjoying li

good grief. my memory is the most terrible thing; i'd gotten caught up in work and life, and then i forgot all about my poor little dA.  what a terribly neglectful hostess i am. sadly enough, there isn't much for me to add by way of new deviations; i've been preoccupied with quite a lot in the past almost-year, so photography has taken a bit of a back seat. art always suffers at some point or another. .... looks like it'll suffer a small while yet. i was going to make this a long post full of update-y things, but then my brother decided to ring me up from half a continent away; so i spent the past 49 minutes (and 59 seconds - talk about

there's a particular staple of american vernacular that i've been trying to keep in mind since returning to the states after my exceptional-beyond-words month in europe, but i'm having the hardest time allowing it to stick. i'm sure you know what i'm talking about, but just in case you shy away from adages, here it is: «there's no place like home.» i'm trying to remind myself of this, but it's taking a bit of work. honestly, i've never felt less «at home» than i do at present. the term itself has become something i'm trying to define, so i hope you don't mind my rambling a bit in hopes of working this out. suffice it