Changing a black horse for a white.

As you can see, Guest, I have recently changed the outlay, as well as provider of the space that I call my own. My reasons for doing so are my own, and generally involve ease of use, as well as ease of connection between my fellow artists, and I am glad that such a transition has been done so on an early notice, rather than leaving an entire gallery of work unattended, or transferring all finished pieces in a lengthy and cumbersome process that would have taken much more time, dear Guest, than I would prefer to use.

There shall not be any recent works updated within this post, sadly, unless I come across a certain connecting cord that the current instrument I use to capture my work requires; you see, I recently returned to my current living quarters, and conveniently left such an item at my previous home, and the journey involved in bringing such an item to me is much more involved than I would wish, and thus, I shall be on the search for this cord until further notice. (In fact, my current schedule allows me some time to traipse about the city to search for such a connection, and I may do so within the next week).

Until that point arrives, I wish you good day, and many great works of your own.

Previously, on Shoelacekeys:

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Good Day, Guest;

These next few works were created over the Yuletide season, especially those you see involving colour. The family of your's truly was in a very artistic mood when considering their relation, and I am proud to say that their thoughtfulness has been a great benefit to myself.
The first two pieces were created at the Christmas celebration of the family of my father, the hands are of my younger brother, and the arms are those of a close family friend. All subsequent works were plucked from imagination, and I believe this shows all too much with the very deflated apple near the bottom.


           

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