One step forward and Two steps back, is it time to end this dance

When every day becomes measured in good and bad moments life has become a survival instead of life. Over-reaction to minor setbacks in an otherwise pretty good day is probably a sign of an exhausted existence. Expecting every moment to be a smiley sunny bubble is unrealistic and it is no wonder that when the messy dirty truth of trying to exist with others pushes itself into the party there are a bunch of burst bubbles all over the place. These are all signs of trying to force life instead of living life. There is never just happy, happy, happy; there is always going to be sad, mad, afraid, tired, and confused. However if sad, mad, afraid, tired, and confused happen more than happy, happy, happy; you just might be trying to dance a dance that isn't for you. Maybe it is time to end the dance.

She holds her breath and her thoughts inside

She moves along while wanting to hide

Cracks appear in her masquerade

Cracks appear she can't evade

She won't last very long

She feels very wrong

Cracks grow wider still

Cracks that defy strength and will

She knows she can't keep up the game

She wishes thing could just have stayed the same

Trying to photograph artwork is frustrating. I believe even more so in this digital age than with older cameras. Of course my own camera is not the most expensive or the best so that may be the problem. I do believe though that a camera can only capture so much. When I look at my silly little pictures that I draw and then at the photographs of them I realize that something gets lost in the photograph, a feeling that the pictures put across does not come out in the photos. Sometimes I wish people could actually see my pictures for real.

Pictures of my arts and crafts