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Eric and I finally got married on August 2nd. The ceremony and reception were small but sweet and everything turned out so wonderfully! We just got back from our honeymoon on Sunday - we went to Pennsic and had a total blast. Testament to the type of person I am: for my honeymoon I wanted to camp out and wear funny clothes for a week 
Eric bought me a digital camera and a GORGEOUS silk brocade corset with german steel boning, and I got him like 12 videogames for his various systems.
So I'll be posting up new artworks; there's a category for fiber arts and I made all of our clothes for the trip.
P.S. Married life is the same as before, except that now whenever someone calls me Mrs. Krone I look around in confusion for Eric's mom and then look like a doofus when I realize it's me.
Eric bought me a digital camera and a GORGEOUS silk brocade corset with german steel boning, and I got him like 12 videogames for his various systems.
So I'll be posting up new artworks; there's a category for fiber arts and I made all of our clothes for the trip.
P.S. Married life is the same as before, except that now whenever someone calls me Mrs. Krone I look around in confusion for Eric's mom and then look like a doofus when I realize it's me.
New Artistic Horizons
Although life has been busier than ever lately, I have (somehow) been managing to find free time and filling it with new artistic ventures. 2011 has brought me a few new obsessions: bellydance and fractals!
As hard as it is to find a bellydance teacher in my area, I lucked out and go to twice weekly classes with a former schoolmate. I've been taking classes for about a year now, and will start taking a camera to classes to get a little photography practice under my belt, as well. Veil-work in particular just lends itself to gorgeous pictures.
And fractals...they appeal to me on so many levels. Math is an art form; I've always loved the way
Life as of Late
I have become too comfortable, too usual, too commonplace.
I'm an everyday, nothing-new habit with a shining past and a present full of deja vu.
Everything here I've seen before, done before.
I want to wake up and do something insane, create something unbelievable, go somewhere impossible.
I'm afraid that when I do, I won't have the one thing in my world that I want to be a constancy.
Will you be there?
When I break down every wall, when I tear out my hair and run away from routine normalcy, will you be right beside me?
I am so terrified of grief, so afraid that I might lose you.
I will keep myself in this box
I will live my life of
Defeating Laziness
As I was doing some spring cleaning, I found several old and tattered notebooks of old poetry and short prose. Although the majority of it is angst-ridden adolescent crap, there are some hidden gems that I'm looking forward to reworking and using to make shiny new writings.
I'm actually really excited about this project, especially because I don't have the time or brain-strength lately to make new works but just enough to scavenge the meat from the skeletons of ones I've already written.
So, since I still have yet to take pictures of and submit the garb I made for Pennsic and highly doubt I will until next Pennsic rolls around, I will use t
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It always makes me feel funny when you say you're listening to music I gave you~
Double-gratz on everything going well, I was terribly nervous about something terrible happening ("organist" spontaneously combusting, attacked by Alliance raiding party, bridesmaid reveals herself to be X'athi'nx parasite queen from Alpha Centauri), my hands probably felt like moldy fish when Eric shook them. I'm so glad I came, everything was so pretty.
Double-gratz on everything going well, I was terribly nervous about something terrible happening ("organist" spontaneously combusting, attacked by Alliance raiding party, bridesmaid reveals herself to be X'athi'nx parasite queen from Alpha Centauri), my hands probably felt like moldy fish when Eric shook them. I'm so glad I came, everything was so pretty.