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Lost a dear friend Wednesday, June 25th. Gary-T aka Scorchiebeanie, or as I called him Scorch. We met on the Tower of the Hand, an online community dedicated to all things Ice and Fire by George RR Martin. The Tower, or Toth as we call it is an exceptionally close knit online community, it's every thing that is right and good in the internet. Seriously. A great place, with wonderful members, everyone. But Scorch, he was our heart and soul, and we are reeling from his loss, which was sudden, unexpected, and came just when he was finally overcoming terrible struggles to arrive in a place of great personal happiness and contentment. His sudden departure is a tragedy for all that knew and loved him. He was simply an awesome person, a talent photographer, an old soul, he was always ready with a humorous quip, a Mutley snicker, insightful remark or a kind word. He was always upbeat and positive despite his circumstances. He was instrumental, along with a few other posters, in getting me to put my art here, encouraging me to stretch myself as an artist, to give digital medium a try, giving me invaluable advice, and unconditional support. I don't think there is one piece of art that I placed here that he didn't fav. 
The world is a sadder and darker place since his candle burned out. I will miss him every day.
Luckily his beautiful photographs remain here on his gallery as a testament to his ability to find beauty in the world, and to remind us to seek it as well
Miss you Scorch, good journey.

 I read alot, and many of my drawings are inspired by characters in books. I recently read the Downside Ghosts series by Stacia Kane. Her characters just came alive to me and I had to try and draw them. Chess and Terrible is my first. Others will follow. 

At the moment my head is swimming with ideas for new drawings unfortunately, real life is just so busy at the moment I can hardly find the time to do more than make ruff sketches on paper and hope to get back to them asap.

I'm not very well read when it comes to poetry but I know what I like when I read it. I love this translation of Catallus poem to Lesbia. It is beautiful. I have read more modern translations but I don't think they are as perfect as this:

COME and let us live my Dear,
Let us love and never fear,
What the sourest Fathers say:
Brightest Sol that dies today
Lives again as blithe tomorrow,
But if we dark sons of sorrow
Set; o then, how long a Night
Shuts the Eyes of our short light!
Then let amorous kisses dwell
On our lips, begin to tell
A Thousand, and a Hundred, score
An Hundred, and a Thousand more,
Till another Thousand smother
That, and that wipe off another.
Thus at last when we have numb'red
Many a Thousand, many a Hundred;
We'll confound the reckoning quite,
And lose ourselves in wild delight:
While our joys so multiply,
As shall mock the envious eye.

In real life, I'm a nurse. Tomorrow I start a new chapter in my nursing career. I'll be pretty busy with training for the next few weeks. That  means I wont have a lot of time to indulge my drawing itch. Luckily I have a lot of sketches and projects in the works that I should be able have fun with once things settle down and I become used to the new schedule. I am still, little by little, upgrading the Tower of the Hand member cartoons. I may even have a few done before the end of the day today. We'll see.