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Pelican and Panda Went To Sea

11/17/2025

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Pelican and Panda Went To Sea


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Pelican and Panda Went To Sea
oil on paper
16 x 20.5 inches
This item is unmounted and unframed
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The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea 
In a beautiful pea-green boat, 
They took some honey, and plenty of money, 
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
   - EDWARD LEAR


Here we are, on the shore of the sea of shenanigans, ready to row our way across in a boat called The Malarkey. And what fine companions we have on this seafaring day!

The world we're living in has me thinking of the beautiful pea-green boat. 

We're all in the boat together, after all. We're all downstream from someone and upstream from another. We share air, sky, water and land. We share sunshine and moonlight and wind and rain. I believe there is enough for all, if only humans would share. Which, apparently, we do not. Well, some humans don't share.

And so. 

Need a penny, take a penny. Have a penny, leave one. A simple thought, easy to do. If your cupboard has extra, share it with a bare cupboard. If your wallet is full, pass some moolah to an empty purse. And if your boat has room, maybe let someone on board.
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And if your heart has the capacity to love more (safely, of course) then spread some love around. Because if Pelican and Panda can figure it out, so can we.

Now, I'm heading out to sea in The Malarkey. Want to join me?

About the art: This painting is the first in a series inspired by Lear's poem. Beginning with an old acrylic abstract painting on paper covered with a thin coat of gesso (the underpainting adds a lovely texture to this piece), then roughing in the central figures with thinned paint and a wide brush. Working next from the outside in, using the background paint to refine the figure shapes. A long drying time. Then the details of the faces, boat shape and sail. Many subsequent thinned layers to create shadows and dimension. Another coat for the background, using a rubber wedge to create motion in the sea by draaaaaagging the paint around. Alternating darks and lights until the saturation reached my satisfaction, then another long drying time followed by a coat of  varnish. 




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The November Reader Giveaway continues the social experiment of a Questions Exchange - five questions each (thee and me!) asked and answered. Leave a comment on any blog post this. month to be automatically entered (and thanks to reader Trina T. for this suggestion!)

The first winner is artist/photographer/teacher/podcaster/blogger and friend Carl Stoveland. And WOW did we ever have FUN!  I'll publish segments of our hour-long interview over the next several weeks, as there are many treasures to be revealed! But first off, here's a little introduction from each of us, just to give a little taste of what's coming.
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Tiger Dreams

11/3/2025

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Tiger Dreams


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Tiger Dreams
oil on cradled wood panel
12 x 24 x 1.5 inches
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​celestial circles of sugary goodness
icing and sprinkles and fat
my tongue salivating
my heart palpitating
let them fall
in the mouth
of this cat


November and malarkey go together like, well, tigers and donuts.  

​In the gloomy Pacific Northwest, it's easy to hunker down and forget to play. Especially as adults, when rain boots, snow boots, cold and wet don't seem as much fun as they did long ago. But getting out in it makes the coming home sweeter. Puddle stomping and dripping into the front hallway make a chocolate chip cookie sweeter. Crouching over a backyard sieve to rinse tumbled stones in a downpour feels deliciously frivolous and joy-filled. 

In the studio, a body of shenanigan-filled work is growing. Everything is fair game for the canvas. And to make room for all this new, playful goodness, the annual gesso murder begins in two weeks. WHAT? Yep, a fun-filled fall SELL OR DIE sale, as is my annual tradition. Get ready art - it's a reality survival show with dire implications. Muwahahaha!
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BONUS MALARKEY!

Wonder Mike is in training to accompany us on some future hikes. He now loves to go "in the bag" every evening (as long as there are treats involved).  
​We hope he will be dreaming of hiking in the bag the way tigers dream of donuts!

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About the art:  I have not had a playdate with the AI bot in a bit, and I do believe it is missing me (if AI bots can be trusted, which, trust me, they cannot) so off I went on a malarkey caper in imaginging mashups of things and characters. And OH-HO do I ever have an inspiration folder now! The point of which is launching myself out of my art box and onto the playground. And so, beginning with a gesso'd wood panel, I covered it in a wash of hot pink. An underpainting which only survived in snippets, but inspired me to run off the deep end of the jungle gym and put a tiger and some donuts on it. A lightly drawn form, a few circles, then the first layer of background paint. Once dry, I worked from the mouth outward, adding successively thicker layers until the I reached the desired intensity of color.  More layers for the background, more layers for donuts. The "sprinkles" achieved with the end of a chopstick dipped in various colors and pressed into the paint. Finally, a layer of varnish to gloss up the place. This guy makes me chuckle every time I walk past him. :)




​Get your drumroll going! 
The first ever "Question Exchange" October Reader Giveaway winner is....

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Look Out For Each Other

10/27/2025

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Being a Werewolf




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Look Out For Each Other
oil on paper
16 x 20 inches
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“But perhaps the monsters needed to look out for each other every now and then.”― Sarah J. Maas
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It wouldn't be monster month if I didn't paint at least one monster.

And since we are quite literally surrounded by monsters in the United States at this time, it seems extra appropriate.
,But just like we're taking back frogs, fun and frivolity here in the PNW, it is time to take back monsters, too.

Monsters can be grown through things like abuse, neglect, brainwashing and gaslighting. But they can also be grown as a response to seeing these same things launched at others - growing fangs and fur in response to cruelty in the world around us (with thanks to a savvy Bluesky human for this idea). 

It is a challenge to fight a monster without becoming one. It may just be time to allow a little glimpse of the monstrousness within us all - even if clad in dapper apparel and rescuing damsels (and gents). And, as monsters, we can look out for each other.
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I admit to being curious, dear readers! If you were a monster, which one would you be?





​Here's a little animation for your Monday!

About the art: beginning with a piece of oil paper gesso'd in white, I roughed in the central figures with a wet brush and thinned oil paint.  A coat of loose background paint followed, cutting in to the figures to further refine the shapes.  A long drying time. Armed with inspiration images by Robert McGinness to inform the color palette and  style, I worked from the inside-out and top-down on the figures. Many layers of thinned paint, resisting the urge to make things realistic, embracing the abstraction of background and merging forms. Ending with the red tie and another layer on the background. And voila! A mod werewolf and his damsel, who are great company in the studio. 

It's the final week for the October Reader Giveaway! You could win a "Question Exchange" with me - five questions of your choice (some from me, some from you) in whatever format you wish - email, text, voice message, Zoom, whatever! Let's get to know each other a little better. All you have to do to enter is leave a comment on any blog post this month. And as always, thanks so much for participating. :)
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Beware The Rabbit

10/13/2025

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Beware The Rabbit



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Beware the Rabbit
oil on paper
14 x 19 inches
This item is unmounted and unframed
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​No less instructive is the story, 'Pooh Goes Visiting,' in which Rabbit, having deceitfully offered Pooh admittance to sample his overstocked larder, artfully traps his victim in the doorway and exploits him as an unsalaried towel rack for an entire week.
― Frederick C. Crews, The Pooh Perplex
It has been snark city here in Portland.

Many of us have been posting our own forms of sarcasm, satire, snark and silliness with respect to the state of things. Our protesting frog has not only made the national news, but has spawned brethern frogs who gather with him to dance and jeer.

I post on social media pretty regularly as part of my art practice and to create a scrapbook of my own life and adventures. But never have I ever engaged with so many people all around the world as I have with my snarky posts from "war ravaged Portland."
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There is a sense of growing cameraderie and collaboration in the world; a rising tide of raised voices and elevated engagement which is building community and connection. From this tide hope hops and dances the jig!  So I will unleash my unruly rabbits upon the world and let them insert a bit of "uh oh" in all who ought to be wary. Pretty sure I have a rabbit outfit that will be perfect for the next protest. 

About the art: beginning with a sheet of watercolor paper gesso'd in white, I sketched a rough outline of the rabbit with a small brush laden with thinned oil paint. As I had several pieces going at once, I next painting the first layer of the background color, cutting into the figure to refine its proportions. Then a nice long drying time. I worked the figure from the details outward - eyes, ears, nose and mouth, then body and feet and the unexplainable platform he sits upon. Another coat of paint on the background and then the ear fluffs - wet into wet to leave them trailing off into the wind.

Something new is happening for the Reader Giveaway this month! One lucky commentor will win a "Question Exchange" - five questions each (the winner and me) asked an answered via email, text, phone or Zoom! To enter, simply subscribe, read and comment.  The winner will be announced right here in the blog on November 3.
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We Can Dance

5/19/2025

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We Can Dance



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​We Can Dance
acrylic on wood panel
20 x 16 x .25 inches
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I say, we can dance, we can dance
Everything is out of control
We can dance, we can dance
We're doing it from pole to pole - MEN WITHOUT HATS

Everything is out of control...

Feels that way lately, doesn't it?

Avoiding the news makes me anxious.  Paying too much attention to it makes me sad.  Frustration emerges in my inability to have any great impact on any of it, though I continues to make efforts where I can.

But I will be doubly-dipped if I am going to let all that rob me of what joy each day can bring!  No, no, NO! 

We can dance - even if we aren't great dancers.  Even if it is out of character.   Maybe not as well as this Santa, who really has some moves!
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​About the art:  I'm continuing my exploration of incorporating the wood panel color and texture into paintings.  It feels very exciting to me ! For this one I began with a sketch and created a stencil to mask off the figure shape.  I taped the top and bottom and then put on a smooth coat of black gesso, preserving the wood for Santa's figure.  Then some painstaking pen and ink for all of the line work, and a tiny Posca Pen in white for the highlights.  Though a figure of this size and detail might seem tedious, it is actually quite meditative.  It requires full presence to be in control of every line - no mind wandering when using pen and ink on wood!  I'm delighted with this one - grinning every time I walk past it. :)

The May Reader Giveaway continues!  Please leave a comment on any blog post this month to be automatically entered.  The winner will be selected at random at the end of the month, and will receive a piece of original art in the mail - FREE!  Thanks to everyone who reads and comments...you provide valuable feedback, insights and confirmation that I am not a voice alone in the wilderness of the internet!  Hooray for all of you!  Thanks a million! xo
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Strange Canyon Road

3/31/2025

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Strange Canyon Road




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Strange Canyon Road
oil on canvas
12 x 24 inches.  
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The sun goes down, another dreamless night
You're right by my side
You wake me up, you say it's time to ride
In the dead of night
Strange canyon road, strange look in 
your eyes
You shut them as we fly, as we fly - Orville Peck



 Marigold and Marvin were often seen wandering down the strange canyon road in the dark - always searching, hunting, sometimes racing, flying - and sometimes very, very still.

Those times, the times the two were still, were unsettling. Two sets of intense eyes in the dark. Breathing synchronized. Two beings perfectly still, as if they were one.

Many tales are told of Marigold and Marvin, but this one I can say is surely true. I came upon them on that strange canyon road during one of the still times. They saw me, I saw them. But I wasn’t who or what they hunted that dark night, and so I walked on. I still get the chills thinking about it.  And I no longer walk that road at night.
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About the art - this piece was inspired by a session with the AI bot where I explored beasts and their riders.  Mostly the AI bot does not want to seat people on top of beasts - more like adjacent in the air or merging their legs and bodies. Quite surreal!  But for some reason it approves of bears and riders.  Who knew?  Beginning with a primed canvas panel, I roughed in the sketch with a brush laden with thinned oil paint.  Working from the faces outward, I began to add the layers.  Canvas panel likes to absorb the paint, so there are many layers and a couple of months spent on this piece to get the final vibrant colors.  A final layer of  impasto paint with a palette knife to get some white on white texture in her fur trimmed cloak.  And voila!

Congratulations to Charlynn T.!  Wonder Mike chose your name at random as winner of the March Reader Giveaway!  Thank you to everyone who commented - your participation, feedback, community and encouragement are a bright light in a wild world!  Thanks hugely!  A new contest begins next month. 
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The Highwayman

2/24/2025

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The Highwayman
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"The Highwayman" - oil on cradled wood panel, 18 x 24 x 1.5 inches.  This item is unframed but ready to hang (click on the image to purchase)

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees.   
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.   
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,   
And the highwayman came riding--
         Riding—riding--
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
- ALFRED NOYES
Sometimes when the world is turbulent, poetry, prose, music and art is a lovely refuge.  A place to rest and rejuvenate.  And sometimes a place to find inspiration for creation.
Only this one happened backwards.  

This foxy dude has been subjected to layers and layers, all to let the artist play with drawing back into the wet paint with a rubber wedge, forming texture upon texture.  He has looked at me quizzically, wondering when on earth I would finally walk away and say ENOUGH ALREADY!  But it wasn't until being reminded of this poem that this fox could be called finished.  

I like to imagine another realm where foxes wear dashing clothing and traverse the highway on horseback, becoming fodder for legends of daring and perhaps mischievous acts.  Where they unexpectedly fall in love along the way under a ghostly galleon​ moon and we cheer them on, even though they might be ne'er-do-wells and rascals. 
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Because I think, perhaps, we might need a host of rascally highwaymen (and highwaywomen) to band together and take on the world soon.  To fight for the squirrels, the rabbits, the owls and the cats.  To brave unthinkable odds along the roadways in the darkness, finding goodness and love and light.  I know just the dude to get it started. :)

Congratulations to Todd and to Dotty!  Wonder Mike chose your names as winners of the February Reader Giveaway!  Thanks  a bunch for reading and commenting. Send your mailing address to  [email protected] and your free art will be in the mail right away!  And thank you to everyone who participated this month, and to all of the new subscribers and readers from Bluesky!

​A new giveaway begins one week from today.  Leave a comment on any blog post during the month of March to be automatically entered.  One (or more) lucky commenters will win a piece of original art - free!
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Rabbit, Vexed

1/6/2025

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Rabbit, Vexed


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"Rabbit, Vexed" - oil on yupo, 12 x 18.5 inches.   This item is unmounted and  unframed (click on the image to purchase)

​People look at me like I'm a little strange, when I go around talking to squirrels and rabbits and stuff. That's ok. That's just ok. - BOB ROSS

Hello, shiny new year.

Let's begin with rabbit, rabbit, rabbit.   Rabbits in all their fur-clad peculiarity.
I think everyone knows about this superstition to begin each month, but in case you don't, here's the scoop: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabbit_rabbit_rabbit

Here at Malarkey Central, we have a rabbit ritual of our own: mainly, when overwhelmed by the world, use the AI bot to create images of GIANT ANGRY RABBITS and watch the worries float away.  It is quite cathartic and also results in a big folder of art inspiration images.

When your studio wall is filled with wet paintings of ballgown bots and angry rabbits, it is pretty hard to be sad.  It's the oddest party of all, and I highly recommend it.
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Ross talked to squirrels and rabbits.  I do, too (and crows, and hummingbirds).  There is good science behind the importance of getting out and experiencing a bit of awe in the world: https://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/entry/awe-wonder-walk-improve-health_uk_676fd08ce4b02a171f25b1cb.  Awe can be inspired by nature, by music and (of course) by art.  Which may be a good thing to focus on in 2025.  Awe as an antidote to wonkiness in the wide world?  Well, it's a start anyway.

I'd love to hear where you find awe - leave a comment below!  One (or more) lucky commenters this month will win a piece of original art - free!  

​About the art:  this rabbit (the first in a series of  lagomorphs) was inspired by the works of Möbius and Diebenkorn.  Beginning with a rough sketch in thinned oil paint and slowly adding layers of color.  Keeping a basic geometry to the background and adding texture with chopsticks, butcher paper and a squeegee.  Allowing  edges to be soft and hard, and letting the texture on the rabbit build up to pull him forward in the piece.  Some very thinned paint for the dripping on his shirt front and a long, long drying time.  I can't help but grin when I look at him. :)

Congratulations to Trina T.!  Wonder Mike chose your name at random as winner of the December Reader Giveaway!  Send your mailing address to [email protected] and your prize will be in the post!  And thanks to everyone who participated.  Your comments are a great gift to me and to other blog readers. 

A new contest begins today!  Leave a comment on any post in January to be entered.
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Crow Conspiracy

11/13/2024

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Crow Conspiracy

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"Crow Conspiracy" - oil on cradled wood panel, 16 x 20 x 2 inches.  This is unframed but ready to hang.  Click on the image to purchase.
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"The crow cawed again overhead, and a strong sea wind came in and burst through the trees, making the green pine needles shake themselves all over the place. That sound always gave me goose bumps, the good kind. It was the sound an orphan governess hears in a book, before a mad woman sets the bed curtains on fire."
- April Genevieve Tucholke


Our little crow family is becoming feral again - less friendly, more raucous, ready to rumble in the big flocks.  They conspire, caw, whisper and chortle.

The seasonal gathering of crows (a murder) is sometimes considered a symbol of death, but I prefer the alternate theme: change, or the death of something to make way for something new.

And those of you who know me know that murder season in the studio means buckets of gesso or oil paint and the destruction of my own creations.  To make way for the new.
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​Normally I wait until January to begin murdering canvases.  This year, the upheaval in the larger world spilled over into the studio and one artist with murderous intent is already on the loose.  We're all mad here at malarkey central.  Muwahaha.

And so the annual event in my shop begins today.  Grab them while you can! I am channeling Brian Rutenberg big time - "A brush is not a sacred implement that makes precious marks, it is an extension of my fist. Anything precious is self-conscious, and that kills creativity. "   Creativity will not be killed here.  But preciousness?  It's history.
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​About the art:  this piece is a paint over of an existing work, which always lends extra depth and interest to the overall effect.  For this one, many layers of walnut oil-thinned paint of various colors for the border and background, then drawing through those layers with a small rubber wedge to reveal some of the underpainting and create a faux border.  The crow itself is made of many layers of blues and blacks applied with a wet, thin brush in long strokes, letting the paint lay like "feathers".  Lots of drying time on this majestic bird.

The November Reader Giveaway continues!  Leave a comment (or more than one) on any blog post this month to enter.  The winner (or winners) will be announced on November 25, right here in the blog.  Hooray!
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Don't Expect This To Be Scientifically Plausible

9/23/2024

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​"Don't Expect This To Be Scientifically Plausible" oil on cradled wood panel, 24 x 12 x 1.5 inches.  This item is unframed but ready to hang. (click on the image to purchase)

Yes, don’t expect this novella to be scientifically plausible. It’s not. It’s a totally absurd, tongue-in-cheek mishmash of the most popular time travel tropes, juggled with admirable deftness and self-awareness by the angry old man in the center of the story. Time travel serves here only as a literary vehicle for funny and sharp critique of our human foibles and vices and prejudices. And if we can get an adorable, feathered, man-eating dinosaur as a bonus, all the better.
​- RE-ENCHANTMENTOFTHEWORLD.BLOG
Here we are at the end of the world, with a giant, angry rabbit and cotton candy skies.

Which might be what happens when you read Adrian Tchaikovsky's One Day All This Will Be Yours.​  Sometimes it's good to make fun of everything that makes you angry and disappointed, as Tchaikovsky's unnamed protagonist does in this splendid novella.

But this blog isn't about book reviews or literary critiques.  It is, however, about the things that reach down into our depths and poke us until we pay attention (or bat them away, depending on your methods).  I didn't know how very much I needed a dose of full snark until Malcolm and I began reading this book.  Whoa whoa whoa.  My entire insides said YES, PLEASE and MAY I HAVE ANOTHER?  It is a little respite from the state of the world and the endless news cycle.
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About the art:  oh, you may have guessed the AI bot loves rabbits.  It is fully willing and able to imagine rabbits in every possible scenario, style and genre of art.  Ask it for an angry rabbit at the end of the world, and you'll get dozens of grin-inducing inspiration images.  This piece is all about that black rabbit and the vivid sky.  Soft paint layers here on gesso'd wood panel.  I kept the setting very neutral and understated, with the color focus behind the rabbit and within his eyes and nostrils.  A hint of tiny utility lines running through the sky and resisting the desire to overly define the structures was key to shining the spotlight on the rabbit.  I can't look at this piece without chuckling a bit.  Sometimes embracing the absurd is just the thing to soothe the spirit.

It is the final week to enter the September Reader Giveaway!  Leave a comment (or more than one) this month to enter.  The winner will be announced right here on September 30th.

Thank you to everyone who reads, comments and shares this blog space and the art within it.  Giving away a portion of what I create is my way of showing my deep gratitude for all of you, dear readers! Thank you hugely!
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