From October, 2014

Don’t forget to put the cap back on the bottle of stage blood.

I listen to a lot of music while working on these little dioramas. Music sparks creativity, and eases my anxiety. What a beautiful thing to figure out what works for you when it comes to living.    Perhaps is absurd to discuss my abstruse ideas about “living” .   I hear myself.   Its annoying,…

Bertrum Bojangles

My dog,  Bertrum Bojangles, collaged in photographic glory- in my personal fantasy forest. I adopted Bertrum at one of the lowest points in my life.  I was young, overwhelmed with depression and anxiety, and very alone.  Getting a puppy was the best antidepressant,  and got me out in the world again.   Bertrum was also…

Forest Fantasies

A fox is slyer than ten asses. A fox sleeps but counts hens in his dreams. As long runs the fox as he has feet. An old fox don’t go twice into the trap. Every fox takes care of its tail. Foxes never fare better than when they are cursed. Though the fox runs, the…

Deal or No Deal

  I spent an entire afternoon cutting tiny counterfeit money, stacking it up and writing tiny ransom letters.   It kept me from worrying about the Ebola virus.    My mother told me to keep a bit of cash around in case of emergencies.