These last few days I've enjoyed filling out my display with small pieces, sketchbook images growing into paintings. This one just made me grin - and got all kinds of music playing in my mind. (And the first person who tells me the name of the song in my head wins a prize.)
The idea - of being able to just lift into the air and leave problems behind - is an age-old daydream. Trouble is, your problems might just be able to do the same thing... and then, if you are fat little mice, you look like this:
Come down and say hi if you can. I'll be the grin behind the table at the corner of Liberty and Pirandello.
Hope you all have a fabulous day.
