Fear

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid to let loose who I am.

Those of you who know me well don't see this in me. To you I am fearless. I wear my heart and my kink on my sleeve.

What I really want to talk about is my art. I want to be unafraid with that. I want to pour all I am into it. So far all that is in there is my melancholy, my music and my longing. The truth is that this is but a small part of me. The vague hunts at kitten play and the cage are subtle nods towards what I am.
The sad truth about my artwork is that I paint what I long for. I paint the girl I hope to find and yes, I want that girl to share my kinks.

I know I haven't found her yet.

Anyway, my sob story aside I want to say that I want to put more kink into my work but I'm not sure how.

Mostly because, and sadly this is an important factor.... my work has to sell.