Tuesday, June 27, 2017

To Infinity and Beyond!

You never forget your first love.This was my fourth birthday. I loved that bike. I even remember the day I rode it without training wheels. My dad was running down the street holding the back of my bike and suddenly I was riding it all by myself! My dad re-gifted this bike to me on my 8th birthday. He refurbished it adding a sparkly banana seat, an orange flag on the back, reflectors that made a popping...
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Thursday, June 22, 2017

The Inky Art of Illusion

Illusory works of art have a curious fascination. They represent a triumph of art over reality. They are illogic masquerading as logic.[caption id="attachment_7976" align="aligncenter" width="600"] 3D Chalk art by Julian Beever .Drawing for Worldcard in Istanbul (Turkey).[/caption][caption id="attachment_7979" align="aligncenter" width="600"] This drawing of a Rescue was to be viewed using an...
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Saturday, June 17, 2017

I Want S'more Watermelon Teeth!

My dad is a master at carving watermelon rind teeth.  When I was a kid, we'd line up after eating our watermelon slices to have dad carve us a set! We all got something different and would walk around with those in our mouths until they fell apart.Dad was accepted to dental school in 1974 when I was 5. He is a gifted artist, his cosmetic work is the best I've ever seen. I...
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Saturday, June 10, 2017

Summer in Paris

The summer of 1986...I was seventeen, the summer before my senior year in high school. My grandparents took me to Europe to visit my Aunt and Uncle in The Netherlands and my friend Birgit in Germany. I spent two months traveling through six different countries. It was the trip of a lifetime! At the end of the summer, Birgit's mother sent us on a weekend trip to Paris with a German tour group. Two...
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Sunday, June 4, 2017

The Voice of the Sea

The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.” ― Kate Chopin, The Awakening.What a beautiful quote from a book that I absolutely could not stand to read! I choose to apply this quote to my own memories of the beach and my interest in the uncanny mysteries of the sea. I feel so at home at the beach. I love the sea breeze and...
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