She’s just as messy as a zentangled canvas;yet rich and unpredictable : black and white flow in streams of ink.

She’s too wild to tame,and has a world of her own .Her brains are magic for she believes that God is the greatest magician ,and she is God’s favorite child.

White canvas : pure ,innocent ,immaculate . How boring ;she thought…

She confessed her sins on her canvas.Her life tangled up in pretty black ink , but the hands were shaking,and she erred…

Not a perfect canvas after all but she did it .Her own damn canvas with errors and corrections.Well done #Inkbloodedwoman !

Perfection is boredom ,to perfect is to err !
Sarkasmos !
*first attempt zentangling and doodling .