Happy Mother’s Day to all you wondrous moms!
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‘rainstick’
not sure where this one came from-perhaps my own childhood brown-eyed doll experience- thank you
pain and pleasure
I adore this little deer lady. Someday, I must create a few friends for her. I think she’s been stuck on paper too long…
this piece inspired by the infinitely brilliant Stephen Hawking-enlightening us from another universe now
She’s in HOOT!
She recently had a flash story, “What I Really Meant,” published in the very cool HOOT Review(April-May 2018). 
She was so very generous in choosing a figure of mine for her excellent flash story.
The A3
love of ava
of all the Hollywood starlets, there is one I adore above all others. my love affair with Ava Gardner began long ago for many reasons. she cried when Hollywood painted out her cleft chin. she didn’t take her appearance seriously. she never trusted her talent. she drank with Hemingway. she lived life without pretense. she lived life. she really lived life. I treasure the lyrics to old man river. Sinatra. she lived on after a devastating stroke. she’s always reminded me of my mom.
(cropped image-couldn’t find photographer name to give credit)
do not harm him
perhaps tomorrow
with thoughts of Spring, wrote the original version last year while observing nature – I consider this a new piece, heavy rewrite
she wonders…
from the past…rewritten with words toward the future…thank you
my crayon box
hmm, this might be sixth grade-don’t miss the snap tie and blue knee socks
awhile back I wrote about my childhood crayon thievery – if you’d like to read just tap the magic red here 😊
