~*Serenity*~

I am complete in my imperfection. I am beautiful outside as I am inside…
I am she: she is me, we two they call one.
I rise in my weariness to struggle again…
To overcome, start over
... TRY… One… more… time…
I celebrate my curves. LMAO, even the curves of my curves.
I wrestle with my own complexity an revel in my simplicity.
I am me…
I marvel at the depth of my love and fear the cost of that love. I value my “freedom” of all freedoms.
I listen to my heart and the truth she speaks and the healing my intuition brings.
As Yeats said, ” I hear it in the deep hearts core, ” this calling… softly, persistently calling… To what? from whom? to where?
I sit and organize my thoughts setting them free… sweet butterflies from my hand.

My dad was GREAT at making anything: he was such a talented man. SOOO, I need to create 3 table tops. Two will be mosaiced eventually. The other one I will put in my studio as a top over an existing table I need some extra room and if I make the table top just a few inches larger all way round, whooo hoooo I will have some big ass table.

NOW: How to make that happen.

_{{Called Home depot and the first piece of wood for the art table will be 16.00. not to bad, when I have it.}}

I created these characters for my Great Niece/Nephew. I took a year long art class called Lifebook 2012 last year and one of the teachers Juliet Crane taught us to draw her signature animals. I just thought the brown babies would like to have them. THe other photo is in the comments.