Rise and Shine

Another inspiration from Kelly's class. So much fun!! Don't you just love the chubby face on the bumble bee? I love to hear comments....please do!!

Anyone Can Fly

Hello fellow fliers...you know....Kelly really made me believe this!! Her class was amazing with so much information!!

This is painted on an old book cover. I love to paint on them! Only damaged ones though....

Anyone Can Fly

Miss Susie workaholic.....

We all know them.....they work so hard and never sit still! They have so much energy!! They get everything done in one day! I am envious.....sit, rest, take time to relax!! The work will be there tomorrow.....

Miss Susie workaholic...who can't sit still!

Kissed By A Butterfly.....And Then She Was Gone

This painting is not quite finished, but for now it is. My mom died three long years ago. You think you know how a person feels when they lose their mom but you really don't know till it happens to you. My mom was a gentle soul (she could be feisty too) who loved cooking, cleaning, gardening, crocheting and reading. She loved her house and being at home taking care of it. She was married to my dad who was the love of her life. They were married 62 years. She would have done anything for her him or us kids. She was not only my mom but my best friend. I miss her terribly!
Please take time to hug your mom and let her know how important she is to you. Love her while she is here, cause once she is gone, she is gone for good.

Kissed By A Butterfly.....And Then She Was Gone

HOPE......She's Home

I have a new painting to show....not titled yet, but here she is. Hope you like her...

Little Sally Dragonfly

Someday, I would like to write a Children's book.

Miss Simone Simon

The First of My Coo Coo Beanies

The Story Of Coo Coo Beanies

When I was a little girl, 5or6, there was an old Italian man who lived down the road from my NaNa. The neighborhood was mostly Italian at the time, including us. Everyone called him "Cousin Tony." Till this day I really don't know if he was our cousin or not. He was kind of a scary guy. Remember, I was only 5 or so. First off I want to say he was in his later 80's when I met him. He was hunched over and had hardly any teeth left. The ones he did have were large and kind of brown with spaces between. He had big scary eyes, and his hands were all crooked probably from arthritis. He walked with a cane. His hair was kind of longer and shabby and would hang out of the hat he wore. I always remember him wearing wool dress pants and a white dingy shirt with suspenders. Now, mind you, I was a rambunctious kid. Whenever I was acting up, he would shake his finger or point his cane and tell me the "Coo Coo Beanies" were going to get me if I didn't behave. I would straightened right up. I didn't want any COO COO BEANIES getting me. My dear dad picked up on my fear and used the phrase for many years later. I never did figure out what Coo Coo Beanies were until now.......fifty some odd years later. "They are what ever my imagination lets them be." I will paint them and bring them to life. Watch out....the...."Coo Coo Beanies are going to get you!"

Beautiful Granddaughter Butterflies

This is my Butterfly Gianna


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These are my butterflies Paris....