zombiegrrl
The view from my window is crystalline perfection, filled with cold edged frost that spreads in a delightful fractal whorls that dress everything in diamond-shine perfection. Making all the world beautiful and clean.
Love. Beating red hearts full of blood and fire, the seat of passion, the seat of the soul, the transmutation point between the lower creative energies of the body and the cool, firm logic of the head. Without it, we die. We are less than nothing. Heart is everything.
Prints. I picture huge, gigantic art prints spilling over with color and twisted special effects that take the original image and invert it. rendering it as something more beautiful than it was before, something strange and otherwordly that you can't look away from. Something that sticks in your brain for the rest of your life and makes you THINK. Gorgesou goregous prints.