Well, What are you Waiting For?
Well, I'm trying again with a second post. I'm finding that this isn't very user friendly. Sorry Google, not so wonderful. Perhaps it's me. Probably. I'm more artistic. This format is too rigid. I like to color outside the lines.
Ever since I can remember, I have wanted to write and draw. I can't remember not doing both. My sister and I spent hours in the crawl space as kids drawing elaborate characters and stories of people and animals sorting out problems and living fantastic lives. It was our way of dealing with the incredible stressors we were dealing with at home. That's another story for another time.
I had always dreamed of being published someday and writing children's stories. Somehow, my sister was able to realize that dream and doing quite well. My path took quite a different turn and I'm still hoping that somehow, someway, that my dream will gather momentum. In the meantime, I journal and paint and journal and sketch and gripe and get depressed sometimes.
Inserted here are some Christmas cards I designed a while back and sold a few. They are whimsical and quirky and I hope they convey warmth and light and all the things we as kids did not experience growing up.
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