Art
New Year. Me.

New Year. Me.

A mother's love...

A mother’s love…

I fear it, every dream, every day and every breath. It is my ultimate fear, one I am more afraid of than any other one or combined fear. If my child should leave this world before I do. Just typing this brings an ache to my chest a heaviness to my heart and tears to...
I miss...

I miss…

The prairie. All the time.
On the wall...

On the wall…

Working small...

Working small…

Letting go...

Letting go…

Not quite right...

Not quite right…

And its bothering me.
Trying...

Trying…

My second try at using acrylics
Aid & Mom Time...

Aid & Mom Time…

Goes to fast…
A Diaper and One Sock...

A Diaper and One Sock…

that seems to be what my son is wearing….
Working On....

Working On….

On Spoonflower...

On Spoonflower…

I have this print that I made for their pattern contest with the theme of rain…This is a close-up sideways view of a large repeat that spans the entire fabric. Do you like it? How about voting?