Call me Sassy.

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

-Jack Kerouac

 

If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.

-Thorin Oakenshield, King Under The Mountain

I'm complicated, but filled with love, of people, of places, of art and artistry.

If anything you see confuses you, just ask for an explanation. I'll probably wax verbose, go off topic, and add to your confusion, but it will hopefully be a little bit entertaining or at least evoke some emotional response. That's what art does, I guess.

A decade and more of life in Second Life, and so many changes and evolutions. I took a hiatus for a while, but I'm back at it now in 2019.... how did the year grow to such a large number? And where's my flying car?