Stacey73

Yes yes yes. I do in fact live. Had a bunch of crap crop up that pulled me away from my beloved digital home AND painting for the most part, but I do in fact draw breath. Haven't done much but work on a painting for someone I have only NOW discovered is no longer even AT Deviant Art (what the hell, Pelican? Do NOT make me come to California again to hunt your ass down.  I know where you live AND I have a five foot by three foot fucking CANVAS you need to hang on that stone wall.) So… there's that. And it's annoying. Meh. I've been trying to gum up the moxie to actually PAINT again (I mean OTHER than the damned canvas that is now h

Throughout my journey in this life, I have had the opportunity to meet up with some truly extraordinary people.  In this, I consider myself well blessed and have attempted to return this blessing by being the sort of person others might benefit from knowing. This doesn't mean that I alter who I am to fit a circumstance or dress to impress or any of the other things we are so familiar with including in our social interplay with others. What I mean by that statement, is that I make a very pointed effort to be as completely 'me' as I am able in the hopes that the fair and the folly that make up the person Stacey is, will compliment and benefit

In the July following the posting of PS I Love You, it had been arranged that I would fly out to LA and make dinner for the Pelican and Shye. At the time, I was in much pain and awaiting a particular surgery. I did not think the trip would have any particular baring on my ongoing issues one way or another…Yet I almost had an ‘AMA’ tag slapped on my records when my doctor told me in no uncertain terms what he thought of –that- idea. AMA, for those not in the know, translates to ‘Against Medical Advice’. Because of my physical situation, I am required to take certain pain medications to simply be able to do those