18 x 14 mixed media canvas consisting of:
image transfers, permanent india ink, acrylic paints,
asst. collage fodder, rub-ons, beeswax.
"I am listening but pretending that I'm not,
like I'm living exclusively in my own private world."
What might it feel like to live in our own private world?
Would we invite friends?
What does private mean anyway?
My private world is noisy,
full of thoughts clamoring to be heard
I'm in charge,
free to acknowledge or ignore
with my thoughts-listening.
Thinking of all you my sweet friends .
My best to you, wherever you are as the seasons
change and we start anew.
Thank- you for your visits and kind words.
My other locale: "The Way I See It"