Ta Da! 90+ postcards done and ready to go out into the world. This was more fun than I can say; the second batch I think was better than the first overall and I learned a lot by doing so many at once. I'm really convinced now that working on many pieces at once improves all of them.
The reason is that you brain doesn't get "stuck" and go over to the left side. You just stay with your intuition and that's really your best guide.
All of these are photographs of my family; after reading about Shepard Fairey's being sued I'm all of the sudden intimidated about swiping images off the net. I mean hello, these are collages.
And all innovation comes from mixing up the gene pool so to speak. You know my feelings on this.
Oops. There's one right there. (shhhhh!) But that really is my sister and I think of her a lot.
These are my great grandmother and her sisters that they called the big five. Gosh I'd like to meet them. Aren't they cool?
My daddy was wearing my little sister's cowboy hat that day. He was a real cut up.
That's my Buff Beauty rose there. Mmmmm, we had warm days this week and it won't be long until she gives me more blossoms.
I left home at 16. Nobody made me but myself; I was fated to strike out early and hard. It turned out fine.
Mama and grandma. This was the grandma that adopted my mother when she was 11 years old. They always had a good relationship. She was the grandma I was closest to; a warm, loving, sweet-natured woman who adored me and my sisters.
And that's the truth. Today I run errands and buy things. Wheee ... I'll get this economy rolling again. Hugs all around.