Posts filed under ‘PhotoArt’
my new motto
I found this pillow today in the spare bedroom. It’s one of those rooms that no one goes into. My mother’s taste was strictly modernist so I don’t know where it came from. I think I will try follow its precepts though: live well, laugh often and love much.
It is so much better than living miserably, crying all the time and hating everything.
good fortune
I just found these buried in a box. How auspicious! I’ve never been in a driverse situation. It sounds exciting.
moving
Well, I’m pulling up roots, packing up my stuff and heading to the east coast for a while. The flotsam and jetsam of my life keep pooling in disconnected piles all mashed up against each other. Today, I tried to take a picture of a butterfly, looked at pictures of my mother and found a pic of me in an old boyfriend’s VW bus. I think I started and stopped 20 different packing projects. My posts will probably be sporadic as I wrestle with life’s big question – why do I think all this stuff is me?
sun-flower
Vinland Fair. Hot and humid but I’m sorry to see it end. There are almost too many stories to tell.
Just Tolkoff 
