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| Heaven And Nature Sing Deer |
Our trip to Lake Placid a couple of months ago is still reflected in my heart.
The mountains with trees dressed for Fall will always linger, never far.
Lake Placid has been a part of my soul.
I always thought that I would go back there and live....
funny how life has other plans.
It is now my place to rest and rejuvenate my creativity.
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| Black Angel Ornie |
In my reflection of my time at the School of Art those years ago,
my Primitive Journey has been reflected as well.
I am loving the wee folk that are coming about now.
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| Little Snow Angel |
The humble and rustic look of Osnaburg.
The leathery look of waxing and the primitive style that captured my heart.
I am stepping back with fresh eyes and workmanship that has been gathered with time and making.
My hair has gray in it.
My fingers are starting to look like my Gram's;
a bit arthritic as they hold a needle and stitch the days away...
and my eyes see children grown
and Gandbabies.
One is on the way.
Bliss.....
Precious times indeed, Stacey. Each new creation reflects the new things in life…but also hold the past. Isn't it sweet?
ReplyDeleteYou are such an inspiration to others - I love your wee folk and look forward to seeing many more emerge from your talented hands. Christmas blessings!
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