she pondered her own sense and sensibility with a haiku
the wind is howling
the sickness has taken hold
my foolish hearts aches
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Mixed media on plywood. The shapes were cut from a watercolor my three year-old painted.
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The Love of One's Own Reflection
“Blue Mood” self-portrait When I was a young girl, I looked in the mirror constantly. My dad and stepmother teased me endlessly about my fascination with my own face. My desire to gaze at myself was clearly uncomfortable to them. Once I reached adolescence, my innocent fascination was replaced by self-criticism. I picked my face…
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surrender
Just watch it. It’s pure magic.
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Faith, Faith and more FAITH (did I mention faith?)
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Some of Vashon's wonderful yard art.
Some of Vashon’s wonderful yard art.
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