Ice Cream, Santa and the End of the World

I agreed that his dad must have been a total dirtbag, and told myself that this particular dirtbag-ery was an isolated case. Thanks to Playground Mom, I’m realizing it isn’t.

April Was Insane.

Wow. Last month was like the finish line that never finished. Of course, it really doesn’t help when I’m piling on my own projects at light speed. As an example…. In the 30 days of April, I: Moved cross-country (packed, cleaned, wrapped up, stuffed 5 pods full of crap, drove across the continental us only…

March 2017 Explosion!

Holy Cannoli! So much stuff!!!! First Book Expo – Woohooooo! Here is a bit about it if you are not familiar ;) “ABOUT BOOKEXPO BookExpo is evolving to lead the global publishing industry to its consumer driven future and celebrate storytelling in all its forms. It’s the place where industry, authors and readers converge to define…


I was to be judged. I was to be cataloged. I was to be ranked on a scale of One being Hopeless and Ten being Art God.

Art for Art’s Sake

The above piece was inspired by my ruling planet Saturn. I’m not sure how the hair evolved into making up the rings of the planet, but I kind of like the effect.