Stripped to the Bone

Skelleton, or in some cases Skellevision, a starving artist: Photography, sculpture, poetry.

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Nikon D90
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Rokinon 8m f/3.5
Nikon Speedlight SB-600

This is an art blog, solely run by me, with the intention of inspiring, motivating, and promoting, artists, and art enthusiasts. I give credit where it is due, and I like to link portfolios to my posts whenever possible. If you stumble upon a post without a name and/or portfolio attached it is because I did not know the information at the time. If you can help fix this issue, by all means message me the post link and the artist's name (and portfolio link if obtainable).

Keep touching lives and raping eyes, my little bone bags. ~Skelleton

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Day 6

Sorry, I couldn’t post an update last night. By the time I got home I was so exhausted, all I could do was crawl in bed with the AC on and watch Degrassi. I feel like I did HS all wrong, but that’s in the past. I’ve been wanting to write more often lately, if you guys haven’t noticed. :p Poems, short stories, I just want to write. Fasting always makes me feel like a super hero.

I’m so exhausted. I’m on day 6 of my fast, I’ve barely been sleeping. In the last 3 days I probably slept about 6 hours, and the night before last I didn’t sleep at all. I feel like a zombie. Zombie Batman? Today I find myself thinking “Am I going to die?” It’s not the fast that’s killing me, it’s the lack of sleep. I feel like I’m on the right path to dying. I think I’ve finally passed the threshold where I can’t fuck around anymore. Promise to double tap guys?