My name is Heather Elise. I am 23 years old. I am loud, blunt, and dramatic. But a large part of that is a facade to keep people out. I am happy in social settings, but I am my happiest by myself reading a book in the dark of my room.
Were I a smarter woman, I would have strove to be an astronaut. Space has always awed me. The vast empty of it, that isn’t so empty. There is a calm about it that is both dangerous and alluring. To me anyways.
However, I am not a smarter woman, therefore I have found a new love. Paint. I have a deep seeded love of conte and oil paints. But I am currently breaching the level of my comfort zone to attempt digital art. So far, unsuccessfully. I love the grit and mess of tangible art. I lose myself in it. I don’t like not being able to rub my finger across a sketch to blend it just the way I want it to. But at the same time, setting up space to paint is not an option at the moment. So into the digital void I march.
I want to be a mom. I love children. Not in the creepy, lock up your children kind of way. I am fascinated with their innocence. I love that a child will tell you what is on their mind without a fear of being rejected or judged. As an artist, I also envy their imagination. It is limitless and beautiful. It is something that I am trying to strive for with my art, but logic and a sense of reality get in the way.
My tumblr is a place where I can expose my secrets. The things that I hide from most people. Especially my… kinky? side. As a typical homeschooled girl, most of the things I am into are considered taboo. Death, bones, pain, and sex. That’s a lot more goth than I mean it to be.
I know that no one will ever read this. I do not have enough of a view of self worth to find that what I have to say is important. I just like knowing that it’s out there. That a little piece of me is here.