Ashley needs 1000 views.
This is what i wrote about her after knowing her for a week.
The Animation of A. Hernandez
She was born in Stanford, Connecticut,
a hub for musicians, jesters, and dreamers. The culture enveloped her
as a child. Then there was adolescence. Travels. Settling down.
Settling around. Unsettling.
Ashley is an animated soul. She has
spread her roots in many states. Collecting cities is one of her
pastimes. Although she never seems to be able to stay in one place,
she has a strong foundation. She finds comfort in other peoples'
strengths rather than her own. This gives her a sense of hope, keeps
her modest. Ashley believes in other people the same way the fairy
godmother believes in Cinderella. Behind the scenes, she uses her
talent to illuminate the path of others. She gives more than she
takes.
The people she calls her friends are
just that. Yet, she has more “friends” than friends. Ashley
drifts between social tendencies, do's and do-sometimes, maybe and
maybe-not’s. From cliché to cliché and circle to circle, she
drifts like a message in a bottle upon a sea of wonder. When she
speaks aloud against the cold, stark silence of an anticipant crowd,
there is a tension she can't explain. Confidence seems to escape her,
yet her mind still calls out to her tongue. Frayed ends of complete
thoughts and broken memories clutter her mind. Within the outermost
reaches of reality, she patiently waits for inspiration to strike.
That elusive flicker of light that ignites the flame of the creative
mind.
If someone says that she isn't special,
she agrees wholeheartedly. Her sketchbook is plain. Ordinary forms
and sketchy forms dot the pages of her notebook paper. These black
and white lines speak to her across light blue parallels. She gives
them life and wonder if they will give her one in return.
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