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I started this blog after moving to northern New Mexico from coastal North Carolina. Feeling the loss of my creative community, I started posting works in progress as a way to push myself forward and connect with other writers and painters.
For the first eight months or so I offered original narrative images as weekly image prompt for writers. The Storybook Collaborative pages document the collaborations.
Sadly - for I have enjoyed the adventure, and meeting so many interesting, creative souls - keeping the blog has has taken a back seat to sleep, family, work obligations and the birth of our Mountain daughters. I'd like to get back to it and still hope to one day. Until such time I am delighted by your visit and hope you will leave a comment and come back for more.
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love the moody colors
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Oh you are so good, I really love your paintings, they speak straight to me.
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I want to know the story behind this.
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thanks guys,
angryballerina, i would be happy to tell you the story. I’m traveling and internet is sketchy will get back to you though.
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Wow. youre so talented with your paintings and writings.
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angryballerina, this is a painting of a special friend. She was in a chair, reading. The background is imaginary. The chair, the book, the friend are real. The chair is gone, so is the book, the wall never existed and the painting disappeared under too much paint. But I have the photo, and I still have the friend. The look she wears was emblematic of the time and relationship.
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Thanks, Angelica. Good to see your smiling face.
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I really love this portrait. The woman has such mournful eyes, I feellike she’s reflecting my own. Lovely work.
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