creativity
THREE HUNDRED THIRTY-SIX
Collage, geometry
Within Boundaries,
There Are No Boundaries, So I Hear
(Clumsily stumbling and fumbling my way through language of the relative within the absolute.)
THREE HUNDRED THIRTY-ONE
cliche, fiber arts, Mandala
You Are My Soft Place To Land
THREE HUNDRED TWENTY-SEVEN
Art, clay, jewelry
My Sister’s Hands
THREE HUNDRED EIGHT
creative non-fiction, dreams, portrait
She Used To Think That Only They
Betrayed The Child
TWO HUNDRED EIGHTY-FOUR
Environmental Mixed-Media
TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-EIGHT
Perspective
Boundless or Finite?
TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-SEVEN
Uncategorized
TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY-FIVE
Comment Section Inspired 
“Man, Your Mind Never Stops, Does It?”,
She Questioned
(Especially for You-Know-Who-You-Are)
TWO HUNDRED SIXTY-SIX
Mixed-Media Collage
Remember When …
You made concoctions just to see what would happen? Poured some oil and sugar into your glass of water, stirred it up, then added some vinegar and maybe a squirt or two of ketchup and a few drops of hot sauce, mixed it all up again, then added some salt and pepper and if you were real lucky some of those crushed red pepper flakes?
And then you got caught and had to taste it to learn a lesson about wasting food. Remember When?
