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today’s decay

I found a spot on the wall. I started to scratch at it with my finger. I cringed as my nail touched the chalky surface, its tip scraping little bits of paint onto the floor. When the hole got bigger I saw an eye peeping through, then a finger. Was it scratching at the wall […]

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tentatively sisters

I have become obsessed with scraps. There are scraps everywhere in my home and on my person (love that, my person). I have become quite brutal with these watercolor, collage, pen and ink postcards that I feel I must check myself and take a break. But I’ve been working so fervently and ferociously, and the […]

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the dizzy

My son, Y, helped me with this one. He painted some of the circles in the background. Hey, if Santa can have his elves…

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no story

    I was hoping that my friends would help me with not just a title for this sketch but a little story as well. And when I say ‘little’, I mean a few pithy lines. Thank you, Reda Salem, for being the first to volunteer. Thanks, everyone for taking the time to really think […]

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