Cynthia F

Description: Just put glitter on it!

Description: Yes I am an artist, always own it.

Description: Fly your freak flag high so your fellow weirdos can find you!

Description: Because you're mine.

Description: Black sheep rule the world!

Description: Everything I need in my artist's heart.

Description: A little wicked in my witchy heart.

Description: You are awesome!

Description: Can I just stay home?

Description: Sew on sewists!

Description: Eat your heart out!

Description: With skulls and pretty flowers all in a row.

Description: Make life delicious, not sour.

Description: All black sheep are special, let's celebate!

Description: Don't make me spell it out.

Description: Yummy.

Description: Rosé All Day! Rosé All Day!

Description: What you heard, fuck it.

Description: Nobody likes it when yer a dick.

Description: Not me.

Description: F you fear, I'm not afraid of you anymore!

Description: To live is to art. To art is to live.

Description: RIP.

Description: Nope, not today.

Description: My bag, it is empty.

Description: Why do it if it's not epic?

Description: I got a fever and the prescription is...

Description: I'm not taking shit for anyone anymore.

Description: I know it’s not an illustration, but I drew the letters and swirly flourishes, so I’ll go with that! Use your magic for good and cast a spell. Put it out there in action in the universe, and bring your power back to you.

Description: She’s been burned in the past. Sometimes her own fault, sometimes by others who think it’s ok to hurt her. She used to not say a word, and just take it, but no longer. Now, she grabs a match and starts the fire herself, adding some marshmallows and chocolate for good measure. Enjoying the moment of being strong with a sweet reward as a result. The light of her fire shines from her soul.

Description: She finds tranquility in the light of the moon. She rests in it’s glow, knowing she is safe. Protected by it’s ever-present quietness, she belongs to it and it to her. As do you. Remember me, the moon whispers to her, I am always here. Just look up when you need me and I’ll send you peace. And that is all she needs.

Description: What's your poison, babe?

Description: That's what witchy girls are made of.

Description: Namaste bitches, I am so fucking zen!

Description: A fascinator made of poison mushrooms, deathly lilies, witchy ferns and plants, and a black widow awaiting it’s next victim, hidden amongst black onyx and pearls. Wear me if you dare!

Description: Dammit! Mean people suck. Just be nice already!