the result of sketching a page
in a light thin pen line that
bothered me to no end---I wanted to '
to tear it out of the book but
that was not an option I could
accept--so decided to show my
frustration with it and made the spread.
I guess that's me inner self and
her quirks. While I may like
something in another's work, it
does not feel right to me in mine.
I will lay it to blame on being the
second and middle child and needing
to "show up" more to not feel lost....