Prepare to be embroiled in the extraordinary, from music to culture, elitism to primitivism. A year or two ago, my eyes have been critiqued as bulging out slightly whenever surprised (not unlike David Tennant���s, except his is executed with flair and with women and men salivating opposite the silver screen). As an ardent subscriber to throes of self consciousness, my eyes began to adopt a nonchalant, indifferent existence; lighting up the dullness within necessitates a dash of horror, dollops of public embarrassment or the mischievous imaginary reprisals against the suppressive and undeserving social forces today.You, dear readers, may well find those popping-eye lights in this blog ���Tottering in the Zephyrs of Escapism���.
Art and Illustrations by artist Bee Joynes. I decided I wanted to be an artist and this is where I share my story.