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I’ve know of people
who dream of ideas…
others who visualize.
I don’t know where
my ideas come from…
they seem to be just
THERE.
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Somehow,
I become obsessed with
and IDEA…
off the wall idea,
usually.
Like the buoy that I made
for an auction last year.
OR
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YUPO
My artist friends say
I’m in my element with
YUPO.
Because I do not have
any control over it.
I “just do it.”
Any things happen.
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With writing,
again obsessed,
with a word,
idea,
I start writing or typing
and when I’m finished,
THERE IT IS.
Puzzles me.
I don’t always know
WHAT I think
until I sit and write
or type.
And it flows out.
A mystery.
A tap of angels wings.
Whispers from an
ancestor maybe.
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Creativity puzzles me,
and it has all my life.
I don’t know where it
comes from in me,
I just know that
if I follow my instincts
and ……JUST DO IT,
THERE IT IS.

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I write, there it is
thoughts, I never knew I had
Obsessed. Boggles Mind

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YUPO (plastic “paper”) painting that was considered finished with the first draft. 
It was to be a background or start for a portrait. 
Painting at the library with my group of artist friends,  I chose 3 colors…one of the
Daniel Smith triads…and just swirled them on the paper.                                            When the paint was drying, people said that it looked like a completed painting.
And so it was. Framed and hung, “as is.”.

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