i am the child of the wasteland....a land of haunted houses and monsters i call father. dark talents run in the family, but i shatter the glass to let the moonlight in, not to destroy something fragile for the feeling of breaking beneath my fists. all i can do is scream, crawl out, and keep screaming. but i can hold the sparrow, mend its wing... i am the spring rain and the hurricane... the monsters cower now, not me, not you. *xn* |
Sunday, Feb. 09, 2003 - 2:31 pm
This is just a tiny bit of my black and white work, click on them for a bigger view from the AC.
All the art i use here on DL is my own.. some of the photos are from where-ever- if they were mine i'd say so :)
Other things by me, can be found here: ~* Art Conspiracy *~
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