Matting, framing or mounting

That is the question Whether tis better to crop with matte board behind glass in a frame Or, mount it bare on matte board with foam core board stuck by double faced tape Individual pieces sell when packaged nicely for some that's a pro for matting and framing I prefer the raw view of art…

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Stealth Kitty 4/8/2016

I was reunited with Stealth Kitty his psychotic behavior is why the cat rescue sold him to me. They knew I had three boys and what cat could survive the affections of Eldest Surly, My Child and the Silent Sentinel other than one who was fearless adventurous, feisty and crazy. We shortened his name to…

It’s all in her head 2/15/2017

He woos her with stares and lowered glances a subtle smile that meets his eyes. She dreams of what could should be when? soon she hopes. His love is direct, visceral hers indirect and all encompassing. Not faults, just ways of being now and in her dreams. * Kindling for a bonfire needs leaves, twigs,…

End of a Series 12/10/2016

Reading the last book of a series reminds me of taking the last test of the school year before summer break. High school and college felt the same Chomping at the bit to do something wonderful excited to finally find my groove in Algebra II or French III Then, it's over. An interruption that makes…

Snow pants

in the frozen northern Ohio December I remember blizzards of winters past Digging tunnels through my back yard with my brothers shoveling driveways with my boys only to need to shovel again at our studio Frozen gloves, crunchy scarves, frosted glasses shovels, snowblowers, lawn tractor plows snow squalls, flurries and ice barriers made by state…

I’m Overwhelmed

Wake up Roll over yawn like a baby feet on floor stand up walk to the bathroom shower on hot find underwear walk into the steam find t-shirt clean glasses though mini drops of water coat my lenses find pants stand in the shower look for a towel shiver drip on the floor hot water…

Entering

This morning I entered into Blogland Bleary, blurry eyed, but full of words My dreams bleed into the morning winds The moist air of Ohio tells me of another humid day to come wishing for a working air conditioner in this house when I know I should just do laundry in the chill of the…

Journal Entry: Connections

One here One there An affinity for her prose enjoying his sentences whimsy in her tone mischief in his humor the sensual sound of reason While my life allows none. (My friends are bloggers who know a small safe part of me) Sometimes, I think I've connected then I feel the distance the darkness crowds…