I am an
(Wife, mother, friend, Point B, grandmother-wanna-be).
Somebody... who likes to play it by ear.
I cannot create with Music. It distracts me, I just want to sing.
Quiet crazy creative artful meditative.
How do the pieces fit together? It's puzzling to me.
Give me some paint and canvas, a few words, tears or laughter,
Some glue and some nails and
Broken bits of broken hearts
And I will do my best to fit the pieces back together,
together for the first time
To amuse you
Or please me
Or to comfort us.
Take the parts and try to make them into some kind of whole.
That's what it's about.
That is my art.