A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
The quote “Raise your words, not your voice. It is the rain that grows flowers, not thunder.” Rumi
What is the underlying theme? What’s the story here? The overarching emotions? If you like you can read them like panels in a comic strip it’s up to you how your interpret them. Literal or abstract are both perfectly acceptable. I got out of order with my collage prompts so please let me know if ever you see a repeat!
Now that it is warm we are back to painting the house. We have an escaped hamster in our floor, a hamster who destroyed our new dishwasher (in cold blooded rage I imagine) and who is under the sink preventing me from using the sink because I do not know what damage their might be down there. My husband’s birthday is coming up in three days. Last week I was sick. My daughter is having some issues at school with bullies and taking out her anger on us. So I am distracted and I apologize for that but sometimes life squeezes lemon juice in your wounds.