Her skirt is a tapestry, telling a story. This story comes from a dream, based in reality, laden with surreal emotions. It is in the dark of night, when all is quiet and dreams are near the surface, that my secrets are whispered. The stars are always loyal. You can tell them anything and they will listen and hold your secrets safe. They won't be disappointed in you for admitting your fears and weaknesses, or make you feel ashamed for putting things into words. They will stay just as bright, moving ever so slowly, left to right, in with the night, out by mornings light.
Secrets for the Stars is hanging at the Springville Museum of Art for the 87th Annual Spring Salon.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Happy Easter
Thank you Stella Crystal and Emily for the eggs.
(3 eggs a day adds up when you save them for two weeks, this isn't even half!)
(Loved not dying the eggs, just drew)
The family that eggs together, stays together... forever.
Remember how pregnant I am? 29 weeks down, 11 to go.
My Beautiful Girls
My Handsome Egghead
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
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