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Florida Keys, Key Limes and Key to my Heart

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For Challenge #25 Keys on Three Muses

Two Dogs in Sepia

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Soartful Man's Best Friend Challenge I chose to enhance the dogs rather that ornament them.

Three Boys

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For Challenge #49 on Art Creations Friday

Sea Lion - A Mythological Beast

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Done for a Challenge on Art on the Darkside

Vintage Seed Packet Challenge

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Soartful Seed Packet Challenge

Billy Can & Can't

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Done for the 'Pairs' challenge on Three Muses challenge The Plaster-of-Paris figurines, showing a pair of boys on a chamber pots, date from the 1908 or earlier. They used to sit in my Aunt Gertie's washroom. Knowing that her health was failing she asked us each to pick a favourite item from her ornaments. Passing by the Royal Doulton's I chose "Billy Can and Can't. They are Billikens With their pointy little heads, grinning faces, slitty eyes, round bellies and hands tightly pressed against the sides of their naked bodies, billikens were a craze. From about 1908 to 1911, Americans gave them as good luck charms in the form of tiny statues, postcards, coins and banks. My Billikens were probably given out as Carnival prizes.

In a Mirror - A ghost of time gone by

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Challenge #47 - In a Mirror - A ghost of time gone by Done for a Art Creations Friday

Day of the Dead Remembrance Altar

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An altar in remembrance of My Aunt Gertie Done for the Day of the Dead Challenge on Art on the Darkside I remember my Aunt Gertie well. She had standards. Her standards were the standards of her day and she applied them firmly and with an air of righteousness. When she grew up and married my dad, my mother used to dread Gertie’s coming to visit the house. Gertie would check for dust and looked under things, She sought imperfections and found them! She would call these imperfections to my mother's attention. “Now, Phyllis, perhaps you didn't notice but there are dust bunnies under the couch...” etc. There must have been an orgy of housekeeping before she came to call or, God forbid, if there was an unexpected visit, despair. Gertie, however, was not given to unexpected visits. Her premise was “Let them do their best. I'll still find something wrong!” She was a widow with no children. Her apartment was perfect. In the dining room there was an oak dining table and a glass-