And yet, my profile photo makes me look surly, hard to handle, fussy, and clearly high maintenance.
Who cares?
Not the lamb chops.
Not the rain.
I admit, I'm a control freak. And I need a multitude of creative outlets to express my vast array of inner rainbows, train wrecks, cloud bursts and sound spikes. I'm either writing some raw prose or a haunting melody, dreaming of a trip to France or making a French silk pie, painstakingly tweaking a new graphic or untweaking my own pain with a glass of Syrah while hand-sewing a velvet pillow cover. Either way, it's a creative and colorful life, and I invite you to share some of my adventures!
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