OmniaSubSole

Limetown: Have You Heard the Future?

I didn’t hear the future. I should really research a show before I start listening to it as I was not mentally prepared for the cliffhanger ending.  I kept looking at my phone, wondering why the next...

Journal 52: Seeds of Change

I’m a little behind on all of my art journaling, well, really on attaching stories to my art.  I completed the art for this page a couple of weeks ago amid the Writer’s Block.  The prompt was...

Inktense Pencils and Opportunities Lost

I’m back! We had an amazing trip to Yosemite and San Francisco and after 11 days of awesome, I returned to work with spectacular jet lag. I seriously don’t remember it being that bad when I flew to...

DIY Lunch Tote

I do not often get a planned or sit down lunch.  On these days,  I bring my tiffin, tea, extra water and a smoothie.  The issue with a normal size lunch tote is fitting all of this food and drink. With...

Journal 52: Weeds are Just Misplaced Flowers

I spend a lot of time in the garden, strategically removing plants from one area or another.  Weeds. But in reality, there is no such thing as weeds, they are just hardy, misplaced flowers.  Dandelions and...

PFF: Pinterest Find or Fail Inaugural Post

Pinterest is fantastic for people who like swiping right on ideas that they will likely never attempt or complete.  I am one of those people. I started out with binders full of clippings from magazines...

Necronomicon Art Journal: Ghouls

Ghouls are kind of sad.  Maybe I have too much empathy, but when you read about them in the Dream Quest of Unknown Kadath, they seem nearly kindly and pitiful.  They are at the bottom of the food chain...

Journal 52: Friendship

Thoreau noted that, ‘the language of friendship is not words, but meanings’. This is a frustrating quote for me to think about, as I am not a great friend in many ways: I don’t remember...