Angela Harelson
Profile
A Work in Progress. :)
My parents said I was a Creative Critter from the start. There wasn’t a medium or a method I wasn’t willing to try.
I’ve played with many, mastered none.
Art, in whatever form it takes, was always a form of the most intimate release. Art was a place I could go to work out, feel through, and be who I was/am at any given moment and express things I may have otherwise not.
Which is why I’ll always be a Work in Progress.
Muse be with You,
- Angel (with an) a
Groups
Angela Harelson is a member of ! Creative Writing & Poetry !, ! ♥♥♥Love Is (Join us!)♥♥♥ !, All Animals Great And Small., All Oregon USA, All Out Emotion, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Beginner's Expressions, Black Cats( 2 uploads a day), Blood and Mortar, Blood Red - All things vampiric, Capturing Emotion, Cats and Dogs (1 artwork per day), Creative Poetry Challenges, Creative, Talented, and Unknown, Crime Time, Everyday Life, Fantasy Art, Flash Fiction, For the Love of Cats , 1 image a day , Freedom In Words & Art, Freedom to Shine, Hands, If it doesn't belong, ImageWriting (2/24), Japanfluence, Live, Love, Dream: , Made By Nature - {2 a day} - {Nature images only!}, Mans Best Friend's (Dogs only), Nature's Wonders, Paws n Claws <3 per day><Domestic cats & dogs only>, Pets Are Us ~ 2 per day, Photoshop Help, Point and Shooters, Remember When, Rescued Pets, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Tabby Time ~ 3 per day, THE SISTERHOOD, The true beauty, Two Word Challenge, Up & Coming Writers and Voices of the Dark and the Deep.
Journal Entries
Disorangized Organization
Posted 6 months ago, 1 comment so far.
What's the Sitch...
Posted 7 months ago.
Finding my way...
Posted 7 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Art
Writing
Hostage Heart
...like star shaped scars / against alabaster skin, / your name, something / I allowed to be / branded o’er my heart
Killing Me Softly
I play tight and safe, when I should’ve played fast and loose.
Of Angels and Shoes
He always told the most beautiful stories. I suppose it came from his beautiful nature. Kind, gentle. It was easy giving him my heart. A story I never told or shared – with him.
Sleeping With Ghosts
A parted past does not weaken your ghost.
Vlad Cola
Vlad liked to keep his Lucy on tap. But I’m a firm believer in re-writing the classics and this Lucy…she’d like to take a sip of Vlad.
I. Love. Words.
The way they feel, / they vibrate, / purr, / come alive in the back of my throat.
