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Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Day 253. Stretch Armstrong Brain

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Does anyone remember those "Stretch Armstrong" toys from the late '70's and early '80's?  You could pull his arms ...
Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Day 252. A Man's Face in Charcoal

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Just drawing in charcoal with an acrylic wash in the background and listening to one of the most beautiful, mysterious, powerful soundtracks...
Monday, September 2, 2013

Day 251. Exena Blew That Solar System

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Exena had a dream, and she was going to follow it.  Her ambition was too big to be restricted by her current solar system.  She wanted to ta...
Sunday, September 1, 2013

Day 250. Feeling Pensive with Pi and Marty Glickman

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I'm tired today.  I didn't sleep well--didn't go to bed until 2 a.m. to boot--and my allergies are kicking in.  In this stupor, ...
Saturday, August 31, 2013

Day 249. Through the Smoky Haze at Cafe Silencio

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Serge thought he was the last person to leave Cafe Silencio that night.  Noctural amblings in Parisian nightclubs had become his practice.  ...
Friday, August 30, 2013

Day 248. Cricket Goo in My Shoe (SOLD)

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A few nights ago, I was--what else--walking my dog Ebert right before bed.  It was dark out, and he was pulling me along.  Suddenly I felt s...
Thursday, August 29, 2013

Day 247. Fall Is Creeping In

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Oh, red-hot summer.  She's still lounging around like she's in a hammock of endless days.  Summer has really been roasting us this p...
Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Day 246. Calamari Cravings

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To her husband's exasperation, Juliette constantly had seafood cravings after their kitchen renovation. Just an aside--Suddenly I...
Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Day 245. Hummingbird Surprise (SOLD)

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Sunday I made my husband sit out on our front steps, eat breakfast, and soak up the lazy summer day.  We were talking, and all of a sudden, ...
Monday, August 26, 2013

Day 244. Bleeding Lips - The New Sexy? SOLD

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O.K., Myrtle thought, she may be old, but she had granddaughters, and she knew that these days, vampires were in.  She had even let the girl...
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Sunday, August 25, 2013

Day 243. She Knew Her Face Said Crankerella

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The man belched at the bar, and she could feel her forehead furrow.  She knew that her face said, "Crankerella," but truly, are th...
Thursday, August 22, 2013

Day 242. Wrecked By Wild-Caught Sardines in Olive Oil (Part 2 of 2)

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...until...10 minutes later when I opened a can of wild-caught sardines in olive oil.  J.Crew outfit completely wrecked--I even had olive oi...

Day 241. Lookin' Cute and Summery (Part 1 of 2)

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Hair turned out well, sporty little J.Crew number on with matching sandals...I was looking cute and summery...

Day 240. Turning Into A Broccoli Stalk

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Just because Ron talked out of one side of his mouth and behind his hand, people could still hear him.  When he complained, "there are ...
Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Day 239. She Was One Fierce Cocoa Mama - SOLD

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She Was One Fierce Cocoa Mama
Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Day 238. He Mourned The Loss of Summer

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He mourned the loss of summer just like any child.  No more cotton candy, corn dogs, or raspberry- blue snow cones. The end of fairs, festiv...
Monday, August 19, 2013

Day 237. You're Never Too Old..."

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You're never too old to discover the treasure that you are.  Keep searching.     (Acrylic, Ink, Magnifying glass, Charm, Gemsto...
Sunday, August 18, 2013

Day 236. Marabou Black Saltlakrits

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My Spanish student, Morgan, went to Norway and Sweden this summer, and she thoughtfully brought we back this candy bar. I quote from the M...
Saturday, August 17, 2013

Day 235. Be Proud of What You've Got! (No Longer Available)

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Helena had always been looked down upon for being a little bit "spicy."  She may not be a textbook beauty, but honey, she's ...
Friday, August 16, 2013

Day 234. Cool Night Drive with Van Morrison

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I have a handful, maybe two, of all-time favorite singers.  Van Morrison is right up there at the top.  I'm sure I first was aware of hi...
Thursday, August 15, 2013

Day 233. En La Boca Cerrada No Entran Las Moscas - SOLD

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En La Boca Cerrada No Entran Las Moscas  (Flies Don't Enter a Closed/Shut Mouth)
Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Day 232. Invigorated by Her Ingenuity

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With a dull spark and a puff of smoke, Midge's toaster bit the dust.  What was she to do?  She was a woman of routine, and she enjoyed h...
Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Day 231. Ever Watchful, He Lie in Wait

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Ever watchful,  Borigard lie in wait in the tall grass,  waiting for careless butterflies.
Monday, August 12, 2013

Day 230. Indian with Green Earring

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Indian with Green Earring I guess I could put the mouth in the right place, but it's so predictable.  This actually started out a...
Sunday, August 11, 2013

Day 10. August Photo Challenge - RED

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RED
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I am an artist and freelance illustrator. One day it struck me that in order to be happy in my life, I needed to do things that make me happy. What a lightbulb moment! (-; After such a brilliant deduction, I knew those things included food and cooking, drawing, and painting. Well, actually, those three things plus reading, movies, music, and anything having to do with Al Pacino and languages and magazines. Um, you see why I couldn't name my blog "Eat, draw, write, read, rock, Al Pacino, and world cultures" right? Anyway, I'm just trying to create the life I want for myself and hope to share my wacky art, tasty creations, and fabulous insights (hmm) with you! Life is for livin' baby! Let's squeeze every precious drop out of it--even if it's just by enjoying your morning coffee from a beautiful cup while you're sitting on your front step and a wonderful breeze blows through your hair. Savor it all!
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