This is where things get layered. Paper, canvas, thoughts, cat hairs, tears, and bits of apple and walnut – because it’s autumn. All results came through an intuitive way of using colors & mediums.

Acrylics, pastels, old poems, scribbles, leftovers, and my delight at blue eyes with black hair. Everything comes together — or crashes into each other and get an argument for my entertainment.

Enough nonsense! These pieces are louder. Heavier. They grow from the urge to move, to play. Turns out nonsense keeps me alive. And escaping the world mentally kind of helps, too.