PoetreeNOTE: The poem should have the shape of a tree. If it looks messy, your monitor is too narrow. Press "Ctrl" and "-" until it fits into your monitor, or follow the link in the author's comments. Thank you!
In darkness sweet I dream I sleep; my fate to wait till time is ripe
A tender leaf curled in the seed, an idea that would be freed
I dream of bra
I am a student. Not an incredibly good drawer, painter, or photographer, but I'm working on it! In the meantime, digital art is fun. Politically speaking, I consider myself a socialist, and religiously, an agnostic.|
A note about my photography: all of it is totally raw. No alterations, color adjustments, or Photoshopping. It's the raw photo straight from the camera.
(Unless it is explicitly marked as a photomanip, that is.)
Film, though, is another matter entirely.