I was born on the dusty plains within the Yellowstone River valley where I chased antelope & jackrabbits, and scared unwary foxes. Its sandstone rock made my bones. Its water, born of geysers, made my blood. Its cottonwoods wove my skin. Its winds filled my lungs with air.
Eventually I went to the Southwest deserts to learn. I returned north, and eventually came under the shadow of the mountain properly called Takhoma, the Mother of Waters, where I pretend to do important things.
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I am trapped in teh InterWebz! The scanner ate me when I fell asleep on it!
Several years ago, dA had these as profile options. This is how I responded, and I keep them here because it still amuses me to do so. ...
Current Residence: South Puget Sound...or the nearest mountain
Favourite genre of music: ambient, trance...sometimes chill... anything I can nod my head to
Favourite photographer: them
Favourite style of art: ...the kind that makes you think, feel, or be glad about Life!
MP3 player of choice: full
Shell of choice: chocolate
Wallpaper of choice: scenic
Skin of choice: yours
Personal Quote: What if everything you assume to be right and true and real is, in fact, wrong?
Thanks for the llama, but it is I thanking you for your insights into character and world-building :]