The last thing I could bring you. Photo by Leslee Hare The last thing I could bring you wilted before you left. You smiled and I cried even though I still believed that you’d be coming home. Soon. I didn’t know flowers were not allowed inside the MICU. I’m glad I didn’t care and relieved … Continue reading the last thing i could bring you
Today’s subconscious sketching result.
I finally accomplished clearing off my work table today! It's taken six months, slowed by a lot of tumult, but I'm ready to paint. I gave up 12" of counter space in hopes of keeping Prissy off of my work... who am I kidding. Off course she leapt straight onto the table from on high. … Continue reading progress!
I don’t have the bandwidth, train wreck. By Leslee & Midjourney with help from Goya’s legacy.
image generated by MidJourney AI on behalf of Leslee Hare 18 oct 2022 As recently as 2020, I still believed and behaved as if all human beings would act with morality, compassion, and fairness. Maybe that's why I fell for cult-like groups so many times in my earlier years. Somehow my Autism seemed to put … Continue reading an autistic trip through the design minefield
Last Saturday night as I fell asleep I made the request to meet with friends during dream time, hopefully aboard a "galactic lightship."
I typed in the first absurd thing that came to mind. I *almost* stopped and thought about it. I'm glad I didn't.
In early 2012, a group of friends and I started logging dream synchronicities which we call "Dreamflights."
This image approaches what I "saw" when Ellie shared a color wheel spectrum.
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