A not so little boy asked if we could pull out the Halloween decorations please? I told him no. But that was because I planned to do it…
My tendency to look at the bad stuff and what my life may be lacking can have me never seeing the good stuff and what I’ve accomplished. So…
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My front hallway has been in a state of disrepair and flux for many many years now. I had done some funky “looks like leather but it’s made…
Today I gave my collaging a break. Wanted to artfully describe the frustration, the real feelings I feel when I go to create and I can’t. I wrote…
Second Day of the Creativity Bootcamp challenge. This morning I was granted a blessed 30 minutes of journal writing time to myself before my little redheaded early bird…
The week ended with a creative bang. I finished out the collage challenge with pieces prompted by ‘color’ and ‘portrait’. I felt a momentum building during the week.…
Ah, so timid. I have longingly looked at this mechanical bull called creativity. Wishing to ride it with all my childlike wanting. Jump on with crazy abandon, see…
What is it with me and passageways, alleyways, or the secret garden ? I’m a peeker, a seeker, a pathway eeker. I adore walking the alley behind…
Some time ago, Miss Jean asked me to decorate her party tables for an event in August. We are members of a mutual appreciation club. She adores my…