Yesterday it seemed all I could think about was drawing. And drawing. And experimenting with colors and shapes, and objects and silhouettes, and fonts and flourishes.
I'll post some samples soon...
Lori
What Are You Thinking?
Grandma's Hands
My grandmother, Esther, once told me her aged and wrinkled hands were the product of a lifetime of hard work and innocence. With a smile on her face and a song in her heart, she chose to find joy in each moment.
About Me
In Memorium
Stacey Ann Eyre Nov. 26, 1968 to Dec. 17, 2007
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