She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Out in her garden, which I've never seen other than a picture in my mind, sits Mary of the Folk Art Colors. She watches over and says, "I proclaim, make great things happen. Keep it light, keep it fun, remember your color wheel, kids." Hail, Mary.
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