Using up mostly blank pages in an old notebook just to spite data scrapers.
The chaos continues.
Now that I have an idea of what the exhibit space is for the show in January I have to choose a very small handful of pieces to offer the curator of the show.
I've unrolled a couple of these and thought, "What the fuck was she thinking?"
And a few others have lifted my spirits and flown me away.
This is my Swedish Ivy, unhappy about having to come inside now that winter is here.



2 comments:
I liked seeing your handwriting.... I prefer writing in my journals. but willing to type for the blog posts....only.
Deb~ I used to make fun of my ex for the same reason! Haha Now, it's you tube for me. lol 😉
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