It is a painting that my wife created of the pottery I made years ago. The pottery was created while taking a college class in which I was to recreate works of history. All but one were fired in a bonfire like the historical processes of old.
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Squirrel Power
The visiting squirrel pretends that he can't be seen by me. He wasn't that scared of me but did keep climbing higher in the tree as...
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My dad has come home from the war. It is 1945 in the summer. My oldest brother Ron is on the right and Rex is on the left. The next two bo... -
Teddy's legs are a little short for this big wheel but he still likes sitting on it. These shots were buried in my files and this one...
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