Lists, lists, lists.
Creations.
Visual.
I have no idea.
Amusement.
Suicide notes.
I've got this thing for brains.
online flotsam and jetsam
I'm the Bobo.
My Space.
Poetic this.
Old fashioned blah, blah, blah.
Creations.
Visual.
I have no idea.
Amusement.
Suicide notes.
I've got this thing for brains.
online flotsam and jetsam
I'm the Bobo.
My Space.
Poetic this.
Old fashioned blah, blah, blah.
Hello.
I am Andosia Fair and this is my personal website. A very personal, personal website.
Someone may wonder what the point of this place is, and always jumping at the opportunity to foolishly explain myself, I must inform you I am basically doing this for my own entertainment. Kind of a junk drawer, of what I like, do, scraped off the bottom of my shoe and found interesting, thrown emotional sauce at, avoid, and all else inbetween. I expect very few people to even notice this place, and I like that. Of course, putting something online allows billions of people to have access to it, but really and truly, something like this will get about as much notice as a speck of dust on a windowsill of an abandoned building.
I write too much and over-explain, especially in circumstances such as this, when I would much prefer to keep things simple and quiet. It all happens because I get very little conversation, and I enjoy conversation immensely. I suppose this is where I inform you I am considered to be mad, as in "mad as a hatter", though, of course, I quite disagree. More tea?
If I were given a label, as in what I do, I suppose I would fall into the category of Artist. I make things. Paint, sculpt, photograph, create and explore with fabrics, and string, and yarn, and bits of metal, plastic, words, paper, bits of grit, just about anything really, and I sing. I also spend a great deal of time pondering about this _________ world, and I am filled with ideas about how to improve life. I am intensely spiritual and a profound lover of Truth. I am something of a humanitarian, and try to balance my existance between my peculiar mind and my bleeding heart. I am something of a collector, as well, and I take pleasure in filling my home with rocks, bowls, boxes, seashells, dishes, blue glass bottles, and captured butterflies, among other items. Not that any of this is really vital, I just want to let you know where you are.
I've had enough rambling for the moment, so, there it is.
