I am officially deeming myself the master of procrastination. I do not know if the notion is relatable, but for me, around Christmas, e v e r y o n e wants a piece of art. Starting in November, “kylee,

Art has always been my escape. Be it in times of immense joy or when storm clouds linger in the depths of my thought, art has long sufficed as my mean of self-expression. I believe this is, perhaps, the

I have been a member of Steemit for several months, now, but the fear and anxiety shrouding the ever-crucial introductory post has held me back from this new, and unforeseen journey. . . . so here's to