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  • Spices in Marrakech Painting

    Dreams of Marrakech

    A while ago, I was wandering with Mummy dearest through a pretentious home décor store when I saw a painting on display and immediately fell in love with it. It was amazing. Tiny square pieces of a reflective mirror-like glass, painted over in a lovely palette of olive greens and teals, with patches of mirror peeking through in silver and gold. It was everything right with the universe, and the…

  • The Lost Woman

    First, I drew her on a notebook at work. As far as doodling at work goes, I have to confess I’m a pro. Mostly because ADHD and long meetings don’t mix, but also because they (The Man!) insisted that responsible adults should have pencils and notebooks on them at all times to write down important things. They basically gave me a loaded gun. Artists are not to be trusted with such…