PERHAPS I WAS AN ISLAND GIRL IN ANOTHER LIFE

OR.......
WISHED I WAS!

Regardless, I seem to draw exotic faces.

Here is the start of the latest.
and, as usual, I have no idea where we are headed,
but we are already good friends as she waits for me to come home
to add a little more
to HER story.

THE BEAUTY OF A GRAY DAY

I've heard it said many times that we have 360 days of sunshine here in AZ. Every time I hear or read that I chuckle to myself as I am pretty sure that's one of those slogans to entice people to visit or even move here.

We do have more days of sunshine and blue skies than many parts of this country, that is true. But we have our share of gray and and even rainy days. I have written of them several times (especially when the roof was having issues) I am certain; and if I count them I am pretty sure they add up to more than five.

Today is one of those gray, rainy days. The forecast warned us that the California was sending over the storm front, and here it is.

This means the weathermen and women actually have something to talk about during their three minutes of T.V. time today.

What it translates for me and kitty is this:

One, we can snuggle under the quilt and watch Beetlejuice
for the third time since Friday night, getting up only to sing and dance around the living room during the dining room scene
and Harry Belaftone's voice singing 'Day-O' (a requirement here-although kitty just runs).

One of the channels must have paid big money for this film and BY GEORGE THEY ARE GOING TO GET THEIR MONEY'S WORTH AND PLAY IT UNTIL SOMEONE HURLS......however, I am tickled to have one of my most favorite flicks playing non-stop.

and two, the stained glass in the entry way looks so beautiful, in a kaleidoscope fashion against the hall mirror, that I pause and appreciate the beauty for a moment. When the sun is out there isn't a dark house to embrace the pale light filtering through. The beauty is lost in all the brightness of most days.

Beetlejuice, a quilt, stained glass, kitty, repaired roof..oh and I forgot to mention
sugar-free hot chocolate.

It's all good.

SHARING MY DAILY OM

I knew immediately when I read this that this very thing has come upon us all from time to time, both spiritually and artistically.

Both are interwoven, don't you think?

I have read countless blog entries where upon coming home from an intense and wonderful art retreat, the artist feels blocked, and almost depressed because of it. Even though I have not had that experience exactly, I totally know and understand it. I've experienced it on different levels under many different circumstances.

I hope that this strikes a chord with you as it does with me.

We can be so hard on ourselves after a time of growth if we judge ourselves to be 'stuck' or not moving forward.

These gentle and kind words below can remind us that maybe this is a 'Time of Grace'.

DAILY OM


January 24, 2008
Every Step Is Forward
No Going Back

There are times when we feel that we are spinning our wheels in the mud in terms of our spiritual progress. This can be especially true following a period of major growth in which we feel as if we've gained a lot of ground. In fact, this is the way growth goes. Periods of intense forward movement give way to periods of what seems like stagnation. In those moments when we feel discouraged, it's helpful to remember that we don�t ever really go backward. It may be that we are at a standstill because there is a new obstacle in our paths, or a new layer to get through, but the hard work we have done cannot be undone.

Every step on the path is meaningful, and even one that seems to take us backward is a forward step in the sense that it is what we must do to move to the next level.

'Every step on the path is meaningful'

Original watercolor

Matted in 8X10 off white

available now on ETSY

In addition, an intense growth spurt requires that we rest for a time in order to fully integrate the new energies that have been liberated by our hard work. When we feel we are not making progress, we can encourage ourselves to take a moment to rest. We can meditate more, feed ourselves well, and get extra sleep. Before we know it, we will be spurred on to work toward the next level of our development, and this rest will make sense then as something we needed in order to continue.

Once the sun rises, it doesn't go backward but instead follows its path in one direction. It may appear to stand still for a moment in time, or to move more slowly at some point or another, but really it is steadily moving forward on its path. We are the same way, and once we have moved through something we can never really go back. We may be resting or revisiting issues that seem old, and it's natural to feel stuck, but in truth we are always taking the next important step forward on our path.

SHE WAS WAITING FOR WINGS

SHE MAY BE COMPLETED

'Songs of My Heart'

It reads: A voice that lingers
singing the melody of memories


But it is not set in stone
I will pass by her many times
The possibility always exists that
something will come to me and
a change will occur

OR

In the many times of passing
I will smile
and know she is done

and she will be matted and placed in my ETSY shoppe
and she will speak to someone else
and off she will go.

THE PAINFULLY SLOW PROCESS OF FINISHING

And she is not done yet!!!!!

Why do I share the drawn out process??

Well, I know that there are those, like me, who are just stepping into a new form of art for themselves.

They think (like I did), that one sits down and in one adventure,
VIOLA!!

And sometimes that DOES happen.......

• when the stars and moon are aligned,
  
• and the cat behaves,
  
• and the laundry does not need to be done,
  
• and you do not have to stop and go to the place at the desk,
  
• and the muse stick around long enough........

So I am sharing this process of a piece I truly love, but is taking a while to complete...

And hopefully encourage anyone who feels DIScouraged.
Stay the course!!!

Bird added after finally choosing one of 25....special necklace added.....some charcoal outline,
oh, and the decision that this will be
an 8X8 piece, matted in cream that will fit an 11X14 Frame.

Last week, after I posted my paperdoll (see earlier post) Sharon and I discussed how we were on the same paperdoll kick.

I should admit here and now, the paperdoll passion is never too far away.

I allow it it emerge a few times a year. Why I keep it at bay is a good question. If I were to have some 'couch time' I am not sure that is the first thing I would bring to the table.
Anyhow, Sharon, has a muse that is just gangbusters. Norah downright shouted to her to get on the stick and create a paperdoll.

In true SHARON fashion, she shared the process. Which, in turn, pushed me to now try a different paperdoll process.

At her delightful instruction, out came some small pieces of watercolor paper.



Small drawing began.
Painting in, began.
Arms with hands following Sharon's wonderful suggestion, came next. Legs, of course.


I found a stamped and corlred image that my dear friend Lynnie (no blog to share as of yet...hopefully soon) sent me or gave me during our 2006 Art Explosion. I cut the top portion - a jacket - off and the crown.

I knew exactly which papers I would use for her skirt...a black with cream text and a black and white stripe.

I'm not sure of what is next, but once I begin to assemble her, it will come. Norah sets the bar pretty high, so I will have to contemplate this.

Oh, and I forgot, I covered the body pieces front and back with gel medium to protect them.

Once she is done I will present her.

Laid Back Sunday Mornings




There is is something sweet about Sunday mornings.
I think I just allow myself (without guilt)
the time to be quietly at ease.

Of course, that is NOW, at this stage of my life
Children grown and spending most of my time
by myself when at home.

Of coures, Destructo Cat
is always here, but one thing she is NOT, is needy.

I relax here in my nest, laptop the door to blogland,
art filled websites, google pages for information,
books close at hand,
coffee plentiful.

The sun filters in and the only sound accompanying
the tapping of the keyboard is the finch duet
outside my window.

Cares of the work week, the cafe, financial concerns.
what I SHOULD be doing
nothing seems to enter at this time.

It's a sacred time.

This is truly when I wish I could make time stop.

I was visiting JoAnna at Mosshill
and linked to this site to take one of 'those' tests
to see if I had a Type A or Type B personality
Well, truth is, you don't get beyond your
30's or 40's and NOT have an idea of that answer.

But these tests can be fun
I almost laughed out loud as it looks like
I don't even tip-toe into Type A.

I really laughed at the end of the explanation
of my personality as I have been
asked several times why I don't enter
any work to the publications out there
and have only been in them by default
because someone ELSE entered a piece of mine
after a collaboration or something similar.

I've never been moved to do that. I'll give things away,
but I don't have much care to be 'published'
CAN YOU IMAGINE IF EVERYONE FELT THAT WAY??
We'd be looking at some pretty empty books/bookshelves.

So, if I heeded the very end of the personality review,
I would actually consider entering work.

I am, however, shaking my head as I type
because I am not sure I am even LOOKING for spice.

Not that type, anyhow.


Results of Your Type A Personality Test

	Personality Type
Your score = 26

What does your score mean?

You seem to be far from having a Type A personality. Your attitude to life is more of the "smell the roses" kind. You know how and when to relax. The hostile, aggressive and competitive part of you surfaces rarely. You are easy to be around, and people tend to feel relaxed and comfortable in your presence. It's a very healthy attitude towards life. Just make sure you don't miss important opportunities because of being too cool and relaxed. Picking up a challenge and competing a little bit for your place in the sun can add some spice to your life.

NEXT STEP IS BACKGROUND

Here is the start

More to come.

LET ME SHOW AND TELL

Happy Friday!!!

I thought it would be fun to show you some steps and explain them.

This is not a tutorial in any way.

Not even close.

I giggle to even type the word tutorial when it comes to my crazy
approach to this love of late.

so here is the short version of what has gone on in the nest.

From top left to top right, then down to second left to second right. Numbered 1 - 4.

1.) face drawn and some watercolor added. Always the eyes are done first. It seems to give energy to the piece.

2.) Hair is begun.
This is a struggle for me right now because I love the face without hair.
I almost want to stop with just the face.

How crazy is that?

I don't want to take away from her features at all. But, alas.....I go in with trepidation. blond?
No.
Brunette, probably...but start with auburn. My favorite.

3.) But the color and style do not jazz me.
It's a complimenting color for her...

but I know that will be possibly giving her some strong color for a background and her clothing...

and I am, if nothing else, my sister's, (the hair stylist) side kick.
We have had many, many discussions about hair shape and color.

Not about mine, mind you, as I am not an easy or typical client/model.

No....we have looked at photos of celebrities or just a gal passing by and I would say something like, "She would look FABULOUS with this type of color or that type of cut?!"
........or maybe I would say, "Geeze, with THAT face she could wear her hair anyway she wants......or cut it all off and she would still be beautiful!"

That is how it goes when you think with one side of the brain 97% of the time AND your sister
is in the styling business.

So I act like a hair colorist (sis has taught me well) and I add a top color....deeper and give her some fringe closer to her face to really compliment her eyes and help her not fade into the background which will be added soon.

Which brings me to ...

4.) Stand back a little and take a look with even more color.......and this is the face that will sit on my nestling couch directly across from the bed in the studio so I can contemplate what is next.

Now, let me tell you that I still love the face in image #2. Very much. But she has something powerful to say and could not be so demure.

So I have to run with that and just believe that in the end, when the piece is finished we will all say "ahhhhh, yes.....perfect!"

Now she joins the little one............

we watch each other for now.

woooooooooohooooooooooooooooo!!!!

another successful day!!

My List of WHY it was successful.


1.) I began the day with something I loved


2.) This machine that I am too often connected to, did not drive me crazy.

3.) I could at any given moment look up at my bulletin board
which holds special items that are like a warm hug.
(with the exception of the list of phone numbers that are necessary)

4.) I filled this beloved cup many times with coffee
(and then proceeded to NOT finish any of them)

(I call it my "Auntie Cup"......aren't they whimsical aunties??)

5.) My screensaver
of the beautiful Ashes & Snow exhibit that I went to in Santa Monica reminds me
of
quiet beauty,

moments to breath,

and gentle strength.

6.) This 'secret code' that I decipher every day
actually made me laugh several times today....

AND

7.) I wasn't tempted

even ONCE

to grab one of these

and jab it in my eye

regardless of the surrounding drama!!

and that's not all................

I did not allow an intentional cruelty
to wound me in any way


It's all good

PAPER DOLL AND NEW SKETCH

Sunday, in the middle of something else entirely,
I got a Paper Doll urge

Out came my stamp I got last year at the Art Unraveled Shopathan
Brown Staz-on, on heavy water color paper

Add wings, of course.

paint

give her some butterflies and her feathered friend in arms

and here she is set upon (not glued, just laying on the page for background)

Today I started this new drawing.
I have played for 25 minutes and now I have to drag myself off to prepare for the day and head to...........that other place.....

when THIS is where I want to remain and finish her.

THE START OF THE BACKGROUND

I had to look at her for a few days to decide on the overall feeling of the background.

My moment of inspiration came in the middle of the afternoon yesterday.

Ethereal and yet a touch of darkness
...a hint of seriousness.

She seems VERY serious to me.

Her eyes draw me in and hold me

I feel myself

..................waiting....................

for her response to a question that I have yet to pose to her.

But she already knows the question AND the answer.

I have not fixed her orange lips yet and don't know what her garment will be.
She is far from finished, but I share the process, nonetheless.

GOING FORWARD WITH AN IDEA

I've been blogging for about a year and a half.

Time flying,

fleeing,

freeing.

An idea that came to me many, many times during the past several months
is that I'd like to "showcase" if you will, blogs, stories, music in the spirit of
sharing things that just bless my world.

I hesitated, I suspect, thinking that just because I am moved, does not mean
YOU will be.

I am setting that silliness aside here and now.

If I can share photos and cat antics and the journey of my artistic side...

well, why would I limit my sharing??

One very big reason was a fear that in pointing out particular blogs
I would then be,in some way,
making a statement or judgment that another blog was not AS wonderful.

Understand the dilemma in my crazy mind?

I feel so intensely that this is going to be an amazing year of enlightenment.

A new understanding of self, of what is real and true....

...important and NOT important.
I believe it will be a kinder, sweeter time. A time of realization of hopes and dreams, and,
most, most, most importantly a deeper and more dimensional understanding of the richness of love.

With that thought and belief of what will come

I came upon a blog today. A kindred spirit who has much to share.

Sherry found MY blog through Catherine Moore's blog....

..and felt a connection, but truly left a comment because she spied the post I left about Kelly Rae's art

and the beautiful gift to me... a duplicate of what I purchased for my sister after the loss of our little sister.

That is how it is in this wacky, wonderful, beautiful world of blogging.

I was so moved when I read her post and knew that I would begin the new chapter of sharing with her words....

and introduce her to those of you who have not already had the privilege and pleasure



It is lovely to introduce Sherry
and her blog
The Journals of The Meandering Muse

With her permission, I have pasted her post below. I know you will find this to be a lovely place to visit.

An August afternoon of clear blue sky, the sun making stepping stones on the grass as it filters through the branches of the trees. The drone of the cicadas humming through the air to interrupt the rhythmic dance of the leaves. A gentle breeze softly licks my skin with a sweet caress and in a moment - silence as all is still.

Densely weighted hydrangeas bend at the waist and bow to the ground, heads dropping in the supplicant's position of prayer. Black Eyed Susans turn their brown, sun kissed faces to the sky. Drops of water to quench their thirst evaporate as they blend with the earth.

A plane flies overhead cutting the silence like a knife - a thin strip of trailing white plumage leaving a memory in it's path, to linger for a moment before dissolving into the void. A reminder that we are here but for a moment and must endeavour to leave more lasting impressions than a puff of smoke which leaves no lasting trace but the intangible of "what if.."

BE PREPARED TO SQUEAL
PUN INTENDED.

Cindy of Paper Studio here in AZ
has a blog that I visited today and I had to laugh myself silly
because she actually captured the rascally wild pigs,

or Javalinas

that we have here.

If you don't see them, you ABSOLUTELY SMELL THEM
as they have this foul oder that wafts around and behind them.

I used to call them "FLAT-SY PIGS" when I first saw them almost 10 years ago
like the flatsy dolls that my younger (10 and 12 years younger) sisters used to have.

Go HERE and take a look. EEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssh.

Thank you, Cindy, for the great post!!!!!!

OLD FRIENDS IS LISTED IN MY ETSY SHOPPE

Once I am able to part with my pieces, I will be listing them in my shoppe
I have been encouraged (strongly) to do so, and here I am taking the advice.

:)

Part of my morning ritual
after the coffee
after the drawing
after seeing what Destructro Cat has been up to while I slept

on my bathroom counter as I 'prep'
close at hand
my music plays
my notebook is open
pencil ready to jot down thoughts as they fly in

Morning can be a time of capturing the inspiration
the seeds that were planted while sleeping
the thoughts that surfaced while the mind was open
during the time between sleep and awake
My friend Lynnie made me this little notebook
because she knows this is what I do
what she more than likely does


Keep a notebook or two (or seven stationed) in various places
places you might find inspiration coming to you


Oh.......and HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY FRIDAY
IN LESS THAN 8 HOURS I WILL BE HOME TO MY NEST
FOR TWO DAYS OF BLISS

AH.......WEDNESDAY
OVER THE HALFWAY MARK

It was a stunner of a day
and I actually took a lunch hour and headed back to the nest.
Why?
Because, she who rules the house
decided she did not
like the new cat food.

So, like any good pet owner (slave)
I leave the desk ......

and head to the pet botique
and pick up a small ($10) bag of food

that aforementioned spoiled girl has enjoyed in the past.

Except this time
she has decided that she doesn't like it any longer.

So I put chicken stock in it.

She goes over to her dish...ALMOST touches it with her paw...shakes her paw......and walks away.

She has not eaten since yesterday afternoon
(except for the few pieces of dried Ahi Tuna that Mr. J...AKA Servent #2)
gave her after I phoned him
concerned she was not eating....

WHEN DID I GET SO WOSEY????

SOOOOO,
Now I take cooked chicken out of the freezer

MY chicken that I portioned out and froze to
eat when I don't want to cook (which is always)
and yet still eat healthy

and microwave it..mix it in with the million dollar food
......
waiting...
waiting......

she saunters over...looks at it......looks at me...
then ever so carefully pulls the chicken out and
eats it OFF THE FLOOR!!

I don't know.........

Did YOU get the memo?..

because I clearly missed the notice from Destructo Cat

turned Felicity Finicky.


Well, prior to all this =^..^= drama

I began the day with a little drawing

My blissful 15-20 minutes before
morning routine for desk job

and she began here

Then when I arrived home with the rejected feline fodder, I grabbed another few
moments to add some color
and during this precious time I realized two things:

1) I did not want to leave
2) I did not want to leave for the second time in the same day!

I really like her so far.....
(except I am not sure why her lips look yellow here!)

And once the hours at the desk ended and I walked outside at 6 p.m. to my car,
I was immediately refreshed to take in the pretty pink above the mountains

and it's always at this moment I can take a deep breath and reflect on the sweetness
of life
and be thankful for:

unexpected phone call from my little bird

a great yearly review with decent raise today

that I work 10 minutes from my nest

and in two days I will be able to spend two days in the bliss of home

.......hopefully Ms. Finicky will decide to eat her gourmet food before then... because I am out of chicken.

ALMOST THE NEW MOON

In the wee hours of the morning, our first new moon of 2008 (and in Capricorn)

A great time for beginnings and for initiating or starting projects.

If you are looking for a time to plant seed ideas and make goals for the year, this is a good day to do so.

Those who thought it was necessary to set down resolutions on the 31st or the 1st, but didn't do so (or are still making the list) can look to the morning to start anew.

Spend some time reflecting on what you must leave behind (such as limiting beliefs, old habits or defeating patterns) in order to enter this new cycle of promise.

HAPPY NEW MOON

PROGRESS ON THE ALTERED LITTLE CABINET

In the Spring of my heart, I sang in your garden

This darling little cabinet which measures 11" tall and 7" wide is coming along.

I will not say that the collage was inspired by the cabinet,
but rather,
once the
faerie became part of the collage, it magically (love that magic) was the perfect
size for the front of the cabinet door.

The text, words cut from a beloved book purchased for this very thing, just spoke to me
and absolutely fit the beautiful feeling of 'memory'

How I love the gentleness of her face and dthe sweetness of the sparrow flying in to sing
yet another song for her

The little bird is one of the stamps in a set from Cavalini
that I so desired but never spoke of
but MY little bird seem to know
and gifted me with them.
I adore each and every one of those stamps.

The door shuts so fabulously due to a little magnet in the lower right hand side...
can you see it?
and the little hooks allow you to hang a few bracelets or treasures or keys.

Or...
possibly tiny hangers holding little faerie dresses!!!

I added the 'remember' with rub on text.

My all time favorite brand so far is the Making Memories brand.
I found these at the Fry's supermarket!! $2.49 for several words and phrases.
Black and white.

There is no fighting with this brand to get it off the paper and onto the project like I have experienced with another brand that I bought at Michaels.

This little cabinet is far from finished.........and I am not sure if it's a 'keeper' (something I rarely do)
or an ETSY item or a gift.

Too early to tell.

But I wanted to share the little bit of progress I've made.
It may sit for a while now as I have a little list of projects in my head

and, of course,
there is the obsession of drawing...........so much I want to do....

...only so many hours to play.

EVERY DAY IS A GIFT

I began this piece Thursday night.

The day at the office was an amazing testament to the incredible power of
thinking ONLY on what is good, kind, and loving.

I began my morning routine of coffee and drawing,

followed by the showering, make-up, hair and dressing for the day.

What I changed was remembering to love myself.

I took my time as I applied lotion to my arms and hands thinking about how wonderfully they have served me.

These hands that have held the tiny hands of my children,

braided and tied ribbons in the hair of my little girl,

written poetry and letter to friends and family.

These arms that hug easily and frequently.

I totally focused on treating myself

with love.

This is something I neglect to do.

I was not raised that way.

The belief system in place was one of selflessness, not being worthy... and I learned it well.


There were prayers that magnified this teaching, recited nightly on little knees,
head bowed by the bed before sleep..
and
weekly, accompanied by the tinkling of tiny bells rung by
little boys in white overdress and a the somber, beautiful melody of the pipe organ playing above us, in the back balcony of marble and dark wood.

Sometimes a voice would sing Ava Maria
(that song still give me goosebumps)
and I so wanted to turn my little head around
to catch a glimpse of what I was sure was an angel...
but feared the stern look of my father more.

However, on THIS morning, after a new ritual of loving,

and moving forward through the day....

it was, in a word, sweet.

My feelings as I drove to work were the same as every other day (thankful) because the drive is stunning,

but I FELT lighter and yet intensely focused inward.

The snarly, negative energy that I walked into, seemed insignificant.......

I was immune.

It bounced off me as if I had a protective bubble around me.
And the magic was that within a very short period of time

I noticed the snarly ones softening!!

Yes, softening.

The whole day went that way.

As I reflected on all this in the evening
and brought my piece of watercolor paper and pencils out,

I drew this faerie.

Of course, I didn't do the background until she was painted.

I guess that is my new process and so it's hard to call it a 'backwards process' now since it is apparent to me that I work best this way.

I don't have the feeling for what the background will be until the image is finished.

Colored first with dark blue Prisma pencil, then layered over with Titan Buff (Golden),
scratched with a crooked old fork to give texture depth,
speckles of sienna chalk ink pad and gold pigment ink,
white pigment ink sponged on through sequin waste, the bird image collaged on, followed by text.

The faerie drawn first with my trusty #2 pencil,

filled in with watercolor, outlined with charcoal pencil.

Mouth pleasing, therefore NOT ripped off.

Searching though my stash of bird images I came across this little beauty with the same lovely
color head as my faerie.

PERFECT.

She is now behind a 4x6 opening in a cream mat.

Treasure every day.........
remember to love yourself and this will emanate from deep inside and color your day.

You ARE worthy.
I AM worthy.

DISCLAIMER:
THIS POST IS A REFLECTION OF THE POWER OF REMEMBERING
TO LOVE YOUR PRECIOUS SELF.... AND THE GIFT OF LIFE

REMEBERING THAT WE ARE CREATED IN LOVE
AND IS IN NO WAY BASHING RELIGIOUS TEACHING
OF ANY KIND.

She started here

.........and this is where she ended:



140 lb. cold pressed, watercolor paper...

background was added AFTER she was drawn, then painted with watercolor

I seem to do things backwards or at least have a brilliant moment after-the-fact.

The background is first a delicately patterned tissue paper layer with a light glaze
of Golden's Titan Buff and Yellow Ochre mix. A smattering of ink.

a collaged
birdie friend and the applied text.

Matted in cream with 4X4 opening in an 8X8 frame

I had the hardest time photographing her.

Glare was such a problem.

A professional I am NOT

I would have loved to show you the backwards process
but I got so lost in the 'doing' that I forgot about
the 'sharing'

I hope words are enough.

I GOT STUCK IN A TYPEPAD BLOG AGAIN....UUURRRGGGHHHH!!!

CATH WREN..........I APOLOGIZE FOR HITTING THE BACK ARROW TWICE WHICH
LEFT THREE OF THE SAME COMMENT. PLEASE 'ERASE' THEM.

I JUST GET FRUSTRATED WITH THIS TYPEPAD VERSUS BLOGGER THING.

HOW DO YOU GET OUT OF A TYPEPAD COMMENT SECTION????

ANYONE?

ANYONE?

ANYONE?????
................pllleeeeezzzzzzzzzz

Drawing put on mixed media paper

This image I drew on sketch paper about a month ago. I added a bit to her here and there, but truth is, I never loved it.

I took it out this week and put her on some mixed media paper
(the colors look a bit faded in this photo)
.....added some text.

I see her differently today.

She was a wonderful learning process and if I were to name her she would be called

Patience

The whole piece is perfectly postcard size.

:)

~~~

This morning before starting the day, I began this little face.

Then I proceeded to clean like a crazy woman..

but I kept coming back to her to create a piece that is really sweet.

And I will photograph her tomorrow and share it with you.

Unfortunately, I cannot stay up late tonight since tomorrow is back to

that place.