This lady is fantastic, and she has so much fun stuff to see and learn on her channel!! She also has an Etsy shop and is on Patreon! You go, girl!!
I had a hard time choosing a video to post here to share with all of you! She has a lot of tutorials, vlogs, unboxings and so much more!! She works in a variety of mediums so artists of all kinds will have something to watch!!
Here’s something I decided was really interesting, even if I’m not a visual artist!
If you like this video, pop over to her channel and check out what else is there!! Please, like or dislike – any feedback is good feedback, and leave a comment on the videos you do watch. If you really like her work, feel free to Subscribe to her channel and if you can, support her on Patreon!
See you on the flipside and don’t forget your towel and sonic screwdriver!!
I read this blog post recently, and it touched me. I know a lot of people who have mental issues they struggle with every day, and if I can offer them yet one more way they might find helpful in that struggle, I am happy to share. The author of this post was kind enough to share a bit of their own struggle with the world and offer yet another way to try to make it through. I would have simply reblogged the post, but the page didn’t have the option for that. I won’t be presumptuous and rude enough to copy and paste it to this page. Instead, I’m going to post the link and hope you will read the post yourself.
Moments, like days, can trip near any foot. Toe-catchers we’ll call them. There is something unique about moments, they lie beyond measured time, they endure minutes. The painting above has something to do with that, in an obscure, far-off, and unexplained way…
There are moments that bend toward a drawn out stuckness, a mire of trapping, that elusive span of time can grab hold and dwell. Some should be held. Others still, hold darker lingerings.
Why do I write? Or paint?
It’s because of these very moments… the ones that threaten who we wish to be, those breaths where everything seems to snatch away… and sometimes do. When we are left with only ourselves.
I write for the notion of expression. For the harried moments that breathe life into a heart-wrecked soul.
I am actually not sure what to call this post as it’s about the artwork of Ava Sol, and not the artist herself. Still, the work is inspiring and incredibly beautiful. I wasn’t able to contact the artist and get permission to include one of her pieces since I began writing this on the spot after seeing her work, but I will definitely post a link where you can view her work and maybe, order a print.