Hi. I draw small animals doing brave things—mostly foxes and mice, and a few bears who are secretly shy. Sometimes I forget to eat lunch because a sky is finally the right shade of apricot. If you see me staring at nothing, I'm probably just rearranging a forest inside my head. I like quiet people, loud tea kettles, and pages that smell like paper and paint.
Hi. I draw small animals doing brave things—mostly foxes and mice, and a few bears who are secretly shy. Sometimes I forget to eat lunch because a sky is finally the right shade of apricot. If you see me staring at nothing, I'm probably just rearranging a forest inside my head. I like quiet people, loud tea kettles, and pages that smell like paper and paint.
Molly Soft light, one bare shoulder, and a mess of perfume bottles I never actually use. I keep thinking I'll tidy up, but then the light shifts and I just... don't.
Molly Everyone says you go for the light beams, but honestly the rock feels like it's mid-sway too. Nature put on quite a show that day, really sells the place.
Molly Dusk settles in around the books just right… the candles make the spines look almost alive. Pretty sure they're deciding which story we're telling first.
Molly The city was still half-asleep through the sheers, so I figured I should be too. Stayed right there in the rumpled linen until the light got brave.
Molly Still catching my breath from the glitter and small talk, but the city lights came first tonight. That bed is practically glowing, too. I think it's the best kind of tired.
Molly The satin is doing that cool, silvery thing in this light and I genuinely forgot how to move. Just lying here letting the headboard buttons keep me company.