New blue

of course blue.



i resisted the urge to chop chop chop. it was a lot easier since i knew mama was in play. looking at it through calmer eyes, it appeared to be two pieces. so i cut it up the almost middle. of course i'm choosing the blue side to work with first. i figure i'll use the other for patches or something.



granddaughter in her cinderella dress pretending to photograph her polly pocket's pants like granma :)



♥

[↑date thank you jude and grace... i needed the words. :)]

Chaos

i'm in it. inner chaos.



i didn't get enough rest over the weekend. everything feels wrong. i know it's probably an overreaction but it still sucks.



the panel is not working. i'm fighting not to take a scissors to it. chop it up, just so it can be gone. it's representing my disconnected frustration. the back looks better than the front.



maybe tomorrow i'll feel better, but i think it's gonna take some days. my weekend's still 3 days away and the gran-baybees are on one.

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:hope ray:
i tell you: one must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star. -friedrich nietzsche.

[↑date - how could i have spaced that it's a full moon... explains a lot. pink moon. sprouting grass moon.]