There was a time when I longed to live a glamorous life. To live life filled with adventure, great stories and interesting characters. To live in a realm far beyond the common man and say I lived my life in the extraordinary. To be glamorous to me meant living by a special set of rules crafted just for me. To slip through life like a game of snakes and ladders, miraculously landing on every ladder to jump me way ahead of anyone else. I would have stories to tell and had crafted my identity around how special I was. To be different, felt somehow like I was more desirable, attractive and loveable. I would be that unique gem in the crown of a life fully lived.
I've been painting. If you would like own this painting or any of my others in the "art" section under "home" let me know.