Like co-eds in a phone booth swallowing gold fish ~ the evidence of 10 years of art projects/classes spewed into the yard.
Thanks to the cuzzin krew for manning the life boats ~ I’d still be bobbin for oysters without them.
And thanks to you gentle readers ~ my advice is that all advice is suspect – which is to say I am certainly uncertain. That sound familiar?
So with a little help ingesting my ADMR of chaos ~ a few glimmers of something or ‘other’ came shining through
Count down to Santa Rosa = stay tuned.