Stupid Cupid

Cupid shot me with his arrow. Only a small one. Worst possible timing. I was ready, so ready, to fully focus all of my energy on my artistic pursuits. Then bam, we meet and it changed nothing. Except for the fact that I have an interest in a boy and if a relationships ever blooms, well, then, everything changes.
- oil on canvas
- 14 in x 11 in