Art and Me
Though I came from a creative family of artists, I never believed I could sketch. I was not an artist. I knew I was creative, like with crochet. My Christmas… Read more »
Though I came from a creative family of artists, I never believed I could sketch. I was not an artist. I knew I was creative, like with crochet. My Christmas… Read more »
I was touched by a FaceBook post from a young woman who cares for the elderly. She was going to paint a woman’s fingernails and asked what color she wanted… Read more »
My dad was a commercial artist. For 50 years he supported our family by retouching photos with airbrush, for advertisements. He worked for agencies and he free lanced. He worked… Read more »
A nine year old boy and his six year old brother made 34 chocolate cream pies in the last month. They wanted to give money for their church’s special fall… Read more »
Changing gears is how I describe the week or two before leaving the US for Malaysia or leaving Malaysia for the US. It is also part of the week of… Read more »