I'm a goth, with a dep love for art, old buildings, books, comics and history... ahem... and pet's...
My mother, my grandmother and grandfather and my grand uncle were artists. All had have drawn and paint. Both of them were great in their own, special, different way. Singing writing, modelate, dancing (ballet), playing piano or violin...
Me? Dancing, singing? Oh, heaven help... no! I only am good as drawer and writer.
Music is my inspiration for my stories. The words are floating with the sound... My pictures are inspired from my feelings. It's a weird situation, if I'm drawing. I lost all feeling for the world around me. I'm floating... the pencil dance over the paper and I'm really happy. That's a drug for me. I didn't drink, I didn't smoke and I didn't use drugs. But I think this feeling is near at the feeling anyone get, if he/ she is on a trip... That's the totally freedom! Strange, hm? I'm a freak. Best chance to get back to normal is blackmetall... :P I'm really strange!!!