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industrial

“I think this is beautiful, in an evil way.  Is that possible?” I asked Ming.  Yes, industrial, two billboards back to back. We were walking around this gas station, on a road trip.  It was hot, but my legs were telling me I sat too long in the car; I needed to move about. The… Read More »

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trains

I used to say I did not especially like trains.  Well, that was never true.  I’m thinking way back.  Waaaay back. Yes, I could not help feeling excited.  How the trains flowed like water.  The excitement of the ding ding ding–the way a train’s passing lasted a certain amount of time.  The colors of the… Read More »

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celebrating health with health

A respected friend is teaching a zoom workshop monthly, starting May 22.  Here’s the image I made, to help him advertise it. Maybe too many words, huh.  And pics with people in them get more attention.  But he might fill his class.  We’ll see. walks Yesterday Ming and I went for a walk by the… Read More »

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murals

On Saturday, we served on the soupline, an honor to give water, trail mix, and chocolate chip granola bars to many houseless people.  Yes, I love to work the water table!  Water is my favorite! I respected about 150 houseless people.  Then Ming and I went for a walk nearby to see some murals.  I… Read More »

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graffiti witch

Hey, I made this art about a quote I like. “It is kind to ask for help. The one who cannot ask for help, cannot be trusted.” –the Nuu-chah-nulth tribe of first nation people on the Pacific West Coast, Canada/Vancouver Island That idea is important to me.  I asked some family and friends for help,… Read More »

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how to do graffiti

O hey.  How you doing?  I want to learn how to do graffiti.  I can’t run very fast, but I have some aesthetic sense, and I’m old enough to buy any paint you want. Please let me know if you want to teach me.  Or “hit me up,” as it were.  Hahahahaha. Putting the graffiti… Read More »

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love

Hey, I didn’t blog here yesterday.  I’m coming out of a multiple day health struggle. Feeling much stronger and the Laura-Marie who I want to be–more love, less bewildered anguish. If this is my third good day, three days is the charm, so maybe I’m safe.  Ish. hope I bought from a friend some essential… Read More »

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so happy

“Showers are dangerous places! Especially if you might get struck by the lightning of ideas,” I told Ming. “I couldn’t write it down, because there wasn’t a pen–I thought of using soap crayons, but there were none.” I sowed some seeds for microgreens, sunflowers this time, and I thought they were dead, that they must… Read More »