Light, Gayle, Meth

I've got crystals on the brain. Well, half the brain. Today, the other half has been lost to a crying-induced headache. Why the crying? Oh, just not knowing. What to do. With my life.



Well, when in doubt, make something. The little decahedrons are just about the funnest thing in the world to make, even if that red paper is uncooperative. The paintings are going to get more layers, I think, though they are awfully pretty just the way they are.