Hanging on the wall in the paper store, a large woven paper,burlap, beach bark piece -The paper store displays works by folks who buy their supplies there- to give you ideas and make you think that all you need do is buy the stuff and -VOILA_ you are an artist! I have loads of paper from this shop...it is in rolls behind the chair...I swear I will use it one day...I will be artistic and clever...one day.
below is the boutonniere made by the bride for her wedding, which I will miss because...Amsterdammit.
When the kids came for their other friend's wedding two weeks ago, too soon after our dear Gypsy child died, still raw with emotion, one of the girls gave me these things she had made from beach glass and wire found in a barn. Tearful and sincere, "I want you to have these" she said.
Gypsy child and girl were going to sell these as well as other things fashioned from found bits at an art show in Portland next month. Life goes on within you and without you, so it has been sung. Arting is such a great way to while away the short time we have on this planet, I reckon...I am off to the paper store again,..and will stash my intentions behind the chair until I return. If our plane falls out of the sky, you will know where to find my stash.