My tree is up.
Happy Chrismahannuwanzaa.
Yeah, I went overboard. I went Clark Grissold crazy. I nest when I stress. Clean, decorate, chop all my hair off type crap.
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Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.
If I could say it in words there would be no reason to paint
Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia
I paint my own reality. The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.
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Hahaha - you did go all out! It looks great though :) - too fun!
I love the last picture!
Even tho I don't share in those kind of festivities, your pictures do make one feel "warm". I specially love the last picture.
Brings back so many memories as a kid.
:)
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