Cancer Center I painted

I know for a fact that when you go in for treatment in a Cancer Center you are scared and nervous.  Years ago I painted the center my Mom was treated in .  The first time I walked in the room ,it was scarey even for me.  I painted it with a garden scene.  I have had several relatives that have had to go through treatment.  Four years ago another Cancer Center had men to do a ceiling for them, and that same company is doing a new center,so they contacted me again.  
This is what I did for them .
     It took me 8 hours. My hubby was such a big help.  He move things around, got clean water for my brushes. took photos of the work, and stayed with me while I painted.  Now the patients can be distracted from the treatments as they look at the ceiling.

I have done a lot of things for this lady, so when she asked me to do this for her twin grandsons, I new it would be fun,  They had the rug of Noah;s Arch , and she wanted to still keep it baby like.  This is the room after 8 hours .  The two ducks that are near the rocker are,  Charlie and Connie,animals  from the books I illustrated. This was a fun room to do,and I hope you enjoy the photos.

New One

Our newest book is now out on Amazon.com It is the 5 book Ann Lovell and myself have done as a team. With her in Thailand and me in Tennessee it makes for an interesting collaboration.  We are already working on our next book dealing with bulling.  I hope you enjoy this one as the characters learn ,love and support each other.

The Gift

Last summer my sister in law gave me a large old frame. It had sall peices missing and had nails sticking out the back.  She had found it in her fathers garage/ workshop rafters. He had passed away and they were getting the tools ready to sell. 
On the way home I thought and thought of what to do with this big frame. Then it hit me.  I never told my brother what I had in mind, so it was a total shock when she opened a small box for Christmas.  Inside it had a small note that had question marks on it and it said   Mirror mirror on the wall ??? 

  Deb looked at me and I replied, can it mean the bathroom mirror..No   What about the hall mirror..No   Then it must mean our bedroom mirror !!! I took her into  the room and sitting on the Bombay dresser, in front of a mirror I had her present covered with a sheet.

ELEVEN

For  eleven days in September the magic  appears and then it is gone ,  As children we could hardly wait till that special time when or dreams come true, and new ones were made. The smells of popcorn can always bring those memories back to quicken our hearts.  The girls sheepishly wishing for that special boy to win that big stuffed toy so she could carrie it around with pride. The boys with their eyes sparkling just knowing their girl is beside them as they go take their seat for the next ride.  Those crisp evenings that held mistery and magic, and nothing could spoil that special time. Each year our steps get slower and the noise gets softer, and the rides are left to the young. As the smells drift by my heart picks up the beat, for those eleven days are coming to a close and the smile on my face will remain till once more the lights are turned on at the Fair.