Hi! My name is Sandra Gale and I'm a traditional artist, mom, wife and animal lover. My work is a variety of fantasy art, florals, nature & animals all done by hand using a variety of media like watercolor paints, graphite and color pencils. I have an elementary teaching cert but I really only like to teach art, so I teach group art classes to kids in my town. I also do freelance work, tattoo design and my favorite- painting my own stuff that I sell as T-shirts and prints on other sites. You can see my gallery for new art and I'm always available to talk about art, (mine or yours) critique, commission or just say Hi! Follow me here, or on Facebook, or my blog and share art, talk about watercolor painting, pencil drawing, or you can also visit my website to find all links and information.
Please know that I really appreciate any faves, comments or critiques you may have to offer. I welcome and appreciate your friendship and support as artists and try my best to do the same for other artists. I'm always learning and trying new supplies, colors and techniques & I'd love to hear how other artists do their thing too!
Thanks for visiting!
Art by Sandra Taylor Gale Or... EverIris
Current Residence: North Carolina, USA
Favourite style of art: I really love traditional paintings that suggest a feeling or motion or a presence that gives the viewer a connection to their own lives or memories. Whether it be abstract or realistic, landscape or portrait, it just has to make you feel something.
Personal Quote: "Upon everyone's head a little rain Must fall"
Places to Find or Follow Me:
Official Website ~ www.EverIris.com
My Blog ~ https://everiris.wordpress.com
Thank you for the llama!
Thanks for the llama
I knew a llama once. At least I thought I knew him. I mean, how well can anyone really know anyone, much less a llama. With their air of mystery and thinly veiled contempt. It’s hard. But I digress.
His name was Kevin. But for reasons I will never understand, he would only ever answer to Albert. Identity issues aside, things started out okay. The usual introductory sniffing and sneezing went well, despite his allergies, but then things started going downhill during the ritual licking phase of the pleasantries. We pushed through. And had it not been for the spitting, we might have even been able to make it work, but alas, after just 3 seconds of bittersweet brotherhood, we finally decided to part ways. It’s kind of sad, when you think about it. Spitting seems like such an innocent thing to fight over, but he was pretty adamant that I should stop and that was just never going to happen. We might have overcome that issue, but Kevin, like all llamas, was very competitive. First came the stench competitions. Then it was belching contests. And lastly, a painstaking count to see which one was hairier. You can clearly see why our relationship was doomed. The poor fellow was a bit of a sore loser.
So he snuck out, taking with him a failed friendship, an obliviously optimistic dread of the future, and my sixth favorite toothbrush. Now that he is gone, I can honestly say, it's for the best. He was too much of a chick magnet anyway and who needs that poultry drama?
Full disclaimer, as Kevin’s official biographer, a position of which he blackmailed me into (don’t ask), I’ve been instructed to inform you about his ongoing series. The journey starts here with The Kevin Chronicles - Chapter 1, and this gallery contains the rest. You should check it out.
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And don't worry, they're pretty short.
No pressure though, only if you want.
Sorry about the late reply. Working on the backlog.