A year ago today Helen Hill was killed. I never even met her, but she was the first thing I thought about this morning when I woke up. She has touched me so much posthumously, as a stranger, because she seemed so far from strange, so warm and loving, so talented, so much of what I think we should all strive to be...smiling, making art, making ( Read more... )

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the best one yet. I wish I'd drawn her eyebrows higher and better...I think it might resemble her more. But anyway.
portrait party!

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I hope all your wishes come true!

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I hope your birthday is as rocking as you. Love and many good wishes for a fabulous year!!!
xoxo
a

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ms. tender_inside!! everybody give it up!
I hope your year is the best yet, and that you make lots o wishes.
love love love

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I took a mere poetry writing class when I was at college. What a fool I was to try to absorb so much of everything from my liberal arts education while finishing in four years. I should have taken more poetry. My teacher for the class was Larissa Szporluk. I guess she was getting her master's at the time...she was young and idealist, somewhat ( Read more... )

The shit going down in Burma aka Myanmar breaks my heart. There is something so moving about monks in protest. I know they 'defied' laws by going into a 'cordoned-off' area but come on...they're monks! They're not going to fight you! What is this world coming to?
xo

If I were stranded on a desert island and had only one thing to eat available to me, it would be organic peanut butter. My affinity for peanut butter is approaching the absurd. I've eaten it on toast every day for breakfast for the past two months. Even today, Saturday, when I'm not in a hurry to get to work I choose to eat it, slowly, deliberately ( Read more... )