inks, acrylic, collage, handmade stamp, text transfer on w/c paper
The poem I owe to Sark. I may have even quoted this one before. It’s a favorite because even though I’ve never eaten a mango naked, it seems like a good idea.
This piece was a demo in a recent Muse group – text transfer using clear contact paper. Juicy is permission to be as wild and kooky as I want, a succulent thought. And it’s absolutely free! The fullness and delight of mango juice dripping off my naked body. Sipping from a bottomless cup of sweet nectar. The perfect antidote when I’m feeling uptight, put-upon, stressed out and strapped in.