I am 20.
It is my first year studying art.
I’m living in the infamous Sub-Arctica.
Dawson City, Yukon is one of the most breath-taking places I’ve traveled. Although this is my first out-of-eastern-Canada experience, I can tell you my dearest readers, that this place I currently call home will forever have a special place in my soul. Figuratively speaking, of course.
The lovely borealis dances when it is so frigid outside your eyelashes freeze. Ravens click morning salutations on my walk into town. Dogs walk themselves. Drinkers have their own elite club. Locals are more than willing to share their knowledge of the land and their abundance of shed antlers.
& the art scene? IT’S CRAWLING WITH WEIRDOS JUST LIKE ME :]
So, why blog? WHY!?
I perform this ^ magik through sculpture, drawings, [strange] poetry, and photography…
Among other things I also enjoy sharing new, interesting things I pick up on along the way.