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Friday, November 4, 2016
I watched the movie "Big Eyes" about artist Margaret Keane. We had some of those pictures when I was little. I'm sure if Mom had known the worth, they would not have been sold at a garage sale for pennies. I think I may need to watch again. Her second husband where she got the Keane name from, was a sociopath of the highest order. Possibly even a psychopath, throwing fire at her, trying to burn her in her studio.
Saturday, October 15, 2016
Today, I had an early MRI, came home with a headache, make a clay bowl which is drying, worked on my shawl, made a veggie salad, and just puttered online. Sadly, these are my days now. The people I would have called good friends are just not. I need to reach out to the ones I went to middle school with. They were always more genuine. We will see.
Thursday, October 13, 2016
Long time...
It's been a long time since I have even attempted to put anything on this blog. Stuff has happened. My life tragically altered. I've been injured, I've been left all alone.
I'm still trying to come back from the devastation. I try to keep creating as therapy. My latest is a shawl pattern called a virus shawl. I may donate it, I may give it away. I just hope it's part of a process that will get me felling better.
I'm still trying to come back from the devastation. I try to keep creating as therapy. My latest is a shawl pattern called a virus shawl. I may donate it, I may give it away. I just hope it's part of a process that will get me felling better.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Oklahoma strong
When the skies go dark
and the winds begin to blow
when the hail starts to fall
and wall clouds begin to grow
Oklahomans know
Before the sirens and debris
before the call to bended knee
before we know what, in the after we will see
Oklahomans know 
and the winds begin to blow
when the hail starts to fall
and wall clouds begin to grow
Oklahomans know
Before the sirens and debris
before the call to bended knee
before we know what, in the after we will see
Oklahomans know
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Many things...and unable to do them..
I have a blanket to finish for one of my nephews...a couple other crochet projects that I need to do..21 Secrets classes and another art class I signed up for..but my hand is destroyed..and painful, and this week I am subjecting myself to more female pain in the way of cervical ablation. It is upsetting
Painting a mistake purple
I had hoped to have a lovely pretty faced girl that I drew to post a picture of...unfortunately..it is now this
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