I'm a little late...I was out yesterday at a wine tasting festival. Nice day for Father's Day here...a little breezy. Took my son and his little girl out to eat at Okra's, a Louisiana style restaurant. You know, Father's Day is always hard on me...long ago, when I was 14, my dad died in my arms from a massive coronary. Back then we didn't know anything about CPR, there were no real EMTs, so it really was terrifying. I was going to make a tribute to him, but somehow this was just a hard task. Having two sons who are dads eases the sadness, but even after all of these years, the sadness remains, along with happy memories, it's all mixed together. Anyway I didn't get my postcard assembled until just now. It's made from bits and bobs of things...so I hope you like it!
Born and raised a city girl (Chicago). Now I live 23 miles south of D.C. Have loved art all my life. Primarily self taught. Raised 3 sons solo and they are my pride and joy. I have a 7 yr old granddaughter and a 2 year old grandson. They are the apples of my eye, and I hope they will love art as I do.