Scars Tell our Story

Scars tell our story...sometimes you can see them and sometimes you can't.

Through October 20th I will be donating 50% of my original art sales to the Citizens' Climate Lobby (CCL), Texas 21 Chapter. More information may be found here. Let's make the climate great again!

"Scars Tell our Story"

Miniature easel included in the price of the painting.

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Light Broke Through at the Edges of her Wounds

I'm aware lately that so many that inhabit this beautiful planet of ours are wounded in some way. Our stories share similarities, though no two are alike. I think we all must consider being more tender with others as well as ourselves so we may allow the light to break through at the edges of our wounds.

"Light Broke Through at the Edges of her Wounds"

My original paintings are available in my online gallery.

Prints of many of my paintings are available in my Etsy shop. 

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No Shave November 3 - American Cancer Society Fundraiser

Sometimes I think I'm quite the tough old middle-aged broad.  Here's what I can do.


I can be texted a photo of my kid's latest injury...a lovely bloody gash down his shin "I think it goes all the way to my bone"...and never miss a beat whilst eating my potato and chick pea soup.

That, and I can also watch an episode of "The Walking Dead" with no eating hesitation.


Yup, tough.  I have my kids to thank me for that.


Again, I'll donate the sales of these bearded wonders to the American Cancer Society in memory of my wonderful and totally not bearded, yet cool as all get out, Nana.

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Barbed Wire - 2, Kali - 0

I was in two battles today with barbed wire fences.

Battle #1:  I was slipping through the strands of barbed wire with the kid to go recover a rocket.  He got through fine.  Me not so much.  My pants snagged on one of the barbs which threw my momentum off, my arms went a'whirling, and I got two lovely scratches on my left hand from some particularly rusty barbs.

Battle #2:  On the way back after recovering the rocket we were going over another barbed wire fence.  The kid got right over and offered help.  I held a post with my bleeding hand and took his hand with my other.  I stepped on the fencing and as he pulled me up he lost his grip, and I fell back...WHAM!...on my shoulder.  All in front of a small crowd of people.

While #1 is now my reason for having a Monday morning appointment to get a tetanus shot, #2 gave my dad excellent footage to capture with his quadcoptor he had circling above.


And the Oscar goes to....


And it's OK to laugh.  I am.

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