Trailer Park Trash and proud of it……….

artist’s date and all that

I’m heading out, notebook and camera in hand. Don’t know where I’m going. Don’t know why I’m going except I have the urge and the wind is blowing and I have to pick up my kids at their dad’s this evening any way. Maybe the pen will touch the paper. Maybe the shutter will fire. [...]

A Handbound Journal

I just recently got this book back.  It was in a couple different local galleries.  One for a student show, and the other because the owner liked it and was seeing if she had any interest in classes.  This is my favorite so far.