my mom just had a 7cm brain tumor removed and since she's woken up she's been talking nonstop about this dream she had about going to an art gallery full of colourful paintings by a 'homosexual artist' named klimsdorf who was ethereal and wise, both young and old... at first she was convinced he was a real person but after failing to find him online she's accepted he was a figment of her subconscious mind and is now determined to bring him to life via painting his portrait herself. she's 67 and has never drawn in her life. and now this. blorbo from her tumor
second in command, best swordsman, means of transportation, he has it all!
Yeah, this wasn't what I thought was going to happen when I reentered my Sonic era.
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a little fitz.. he looks older than he should but lets ignore that
don't spoil me pls im only halfway through the 1st book ðŸ˜ðŸ˜
Karen Boylan (American,b.1946)
Cat nap, 2004
Oil
When I expressed a curiosity about the tattooers' art, she refused to let me mark my own body, say I was too young for such a decision. But without the least qualm, she let me observe, and finally assist with the slow pricking of dye into her own ankle and calf that became a coiled garland of flowers.
There's barely one paragraph about what Patience's relationship with Fitz was like outside of the main events of the books, but I think so much about these lines about her tattooing her own leg while he watches. I love them, your honour.