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| James Gandolfini, now deceased, lives on in my fantasies. |
A long time ago, my son said this blog was dumb, and suggested I keep a diary instead. While his opinion had some merit, there are several personal reasons I produce this blog every day,
sometimes even more often,
if the spirit moves me.
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| Bailey, the Labradoodle who lives across the street, has the best dog nose I've seen! |
Most of my career was spent as a graphic designer, art director and illustrator.
Those were the good old days, as they are commonly known, when making sense of a page and having it be beautiful at the same time mattered.
Those days are gone.
Those were the good old days, as they are commonly known, when making sense of a page and having it be beautiful at the same time mattered.
Those days are gone.
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| My beautiful mother, in her brother's Navy cap! |
But here, I get to play around with fonts and color and images and do whatever I please.
The words are secondary.
If I kept a journal, or diary to use the old-fashioned word, I couldn't change things later on, or move whole paragraphs, or add color, or do any of the things I do here.
IT'S FUN FOR ME....
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| Me having fun. |
Get it?
the inner workings of your mind and eye are beautiful, honey. Many people appreciate that you share :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd fun for me every day to read and enjoy and, sometimes, to get me to think a new thought.
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