This was a peacock that liked to visit my parents home. I think he liked the decorations my mom had. And the cat food...
An old painting of mine-I don't think I have this anymore. My lilies have died out in the flower bed too-time to replace them. Such a wonderful smell they made in the evening. My son would pretend to faint from the aroma. He was always making me laugh!
This place was one of the abandoned buildings I loved to photograph.
This is Cheyenne. She was a doll, a rescue. We worked so hard with her to forget her previous owner's abuse. She always hated thunder-we couldn't love that out of her.
I wish I could remember the name of the online place that I used to make magazine covers...
...and pop art using my photos.
Here is Mr. Ed, which my followers from when I first started blogging will remember. He hung around and got fat on free corn.
This is part of a Noah's ark painting I did on an old door.
Here's a flower booth at our local Windmill Marketplace. Of course the photo was taken years ago in the fall.
Here is Cornelius, eating a stick, and sticking her neck out. She has gone to heaven, but will always be one of my favorite pets. (they are all my favorites!)
I'm not sure what this look was about. It was probably when we first got Cheyenne. Later on, you could see happiness on her face, not fear.
I've been painting like mad, and praying about just what steps to take next with my art. I'm going to join a local arts council, and then just keep painting!