Oh my goodness. I fell in love with your art pieces. This is embarrassing but I didn't know that what I reblogged from you was some of your artwork until NOW. AHHH! You are have an astounding gift and I cannot wait to see more of your work! Oh, and your blog is beautiful and is my favorite. I had to say that. Alright, I think I'm done praising you. :D
thank you ever so much.. i really am taken aback a little. that was quite the compliment, and i sooo appreciate it. that made my day. you should know I’m working on a new piece so hopefully you enjoy it :D
here’s the thing, I don’t judge people that drink. I really don’t. Except when you’re a slut and you think you’re the shit for throwing back a few beers even though you’re a “lady.” when you have to point out the fact that it’s out of character for you, that doesn’t make you the shit, it makes you the attention whore, whore being the operative word. So other than that, drinking is okay with me.
The thing is though, I grew up in an environment where alcohol was abused, habitually. My parents manage motels. That was my childhood, I lived in motels. My friends weren’t kids, except for the ones at school, but adults. Around there people wasted their lives on narcotics without a second thought, like it was buying a gallon of milk, or going for a walk. There was just no question in it. So whenever my parents had anything to do with alcohol, which was rarely (usually only a drink here or there on special occasions), it made me sick to my stomach. Here they were, in this toxic environment, becoming part of the scenery. I couldn’t stand it. So they never drank in front of me, in fact they never drank after I brought it up. Alcohol wasn’t important to them. Now though, I don’t have the same control over my friends as I did my parents. It’s only when someone that’s close to me drinks that I get that churn in the pit of gut. So what I determined, is if I start to feel sick when I hear that you’ve been drinking or doing drugs, I must really care for you. I’d never say anything, because I believe people can do what they want with their life, my parents being the exception, but on the inside it kills me. Alcohol really scares me. I’ve seen the nasty side, with sprinkles of appropriate drinking here and there. So not that I feel like it makes me better than everyone else, and that I deserve a reward, but I don’t think I’ll ever drink. Not a sip. I haven’t yet, and that’s a long damn time. A part of me would love to, but every time I think about it, I get sick. So as a personal decision, I shall abstain.
Icaro Doria, a Brazilian man, working for a magazine in Portugal started this campaign using real data from the UN and flag images, he’s created whats known as Meet the World. The colors within the flags from its respective country are used to represent current, geographical relevant issues. Take a look.