Full of ink
Egg cup of ink. I’m glad I could put this yard sale find from my mom to good use. I’m up to my fingernails in ink (often quite literally) these days. New print coming soon!
Egg cup of ink. I’m glad I could put this yard sale find from my mom to good use. I’m up to my fingernails in ink (often quite literally) these days. New print coming soon!
Ah, a new print. Yes, of birds. I’d been working on getting the layout right on this one, but I felt like something was missing. As soon as I had that thought, I saw a tablet of manuscript paper (you know, the paper you learned to write on in first grade) that I’d been meaning
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Jake and I were walking through the park this morning when we entered a quiet, secluded space where someone had lain eggs and flowers and shells and birdseed on top of the stones. It was eerie and somewhat mysterious. What had happened there? A wiccan wedding? A full moon worship session? A bunch of florists,
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