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I've been feeling wound up lately, so I let loose with a brush and some ink; sometimes the best therapy is unrestrained creativity.

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This past weekend, I was fortunate to spend some time in St. Catherines; Josh and I snuck away and went for a quick walk along the shore, and while it wasn't technically a sea, it was lovely being by the water. It was a gorgeous day, all blazing sunshine and soft breeze and in a perfect, quiet moment,  I felt a million times removed from ordinary life.

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Well, it took all summer but I finally made it to the beach! (Albeit, it was only for a fifteen minute post-work walk). 

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Water water water.

My favourite movie growing up was The Little Mermaid; I lived in the bathtub, played, read and even ate meals in the warm water (with bubbles); I wanted to grow my hair down past my bum like a mermaid princess; I spent summers in the pool with my cousins, playing elaborte role-playing games.

I look into the glittering depths and wonder after the mysteries contained beneath: a swirling and secret realm of shadows and scintillating sunbeams, of floating freedom. The dichotomy of water is endless: the Waves hold the potential for life and for death, for both tranquility and violence, for calm or chaos.

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Digitally coloured drawing, 2013.

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She is who she wants to be, goes where she pleases, achieved all of her dreams—when her eyes are closed.

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