Handcrafted frame to reflect a blurred self.
Do not dwell in the past,
Do not dream of the future,
concentrate the mind
on the present moment.
My crown, well...one of a few of course.
Cluster of inspiration.
Old and new with a view.
Shine on their own.
Another's reminder to stay on track.
Ready and waiting.
A damn good find.
A wall of many nails for many things.
My crown, of course.
Weekly Facebook Friends art challenges.
Tools of nonverbal forms of communication.
Mandala for the bum.
Much loved and appreciated.
A Hawthorne shop impulse buy.
Blue bubble vase keeper of cords.
There's always laundry.
Since the discovery of Pandora years ago I've neglected to use the itunes library I so tenaciously built when I had my coffeehouse from 2003-2008. As I've been cleaning out my studio I've allowed it to run a muck playing a vast array of genres from AC/DC to The Violent Femmes spangled with Joni Mitchell and a little Reiki Chant or twelve. Bach and Karsh Kale and Dread Zeppelin also made their way into the mix, somewhat scattered but it all made sense.