



Paper mache bowl, 5” high by 10.5” diameter , painted with acrylics, the motif being slimemold fruiting bodies (false color) and the yellow background being the non fruiting plasmodium.




Paper mache bowl, 5” high by 10.5” diameter , painted with acrylics, the motif being slimemold fruiting bodies (false color) and the yellow background being the non fruiting plasmodium.















Now I have two more houses to draw as BTT commissions, so I’d better get to work! Here’s what I’m working on…




This link is to an article by Vicki Warfield and conversation I had with Vicki in December. I hope you read it and enjoy it!
https://us4.campaign-archive.com/?u=4c0f316156312742402b0121c&id=d0fc84805e
Do visit! Reasonable prices but see my “A+ Discount Art” gallery for very inexpensive pieces – All under $40.00, some as low as $15.
The only solution to the Trump problem, which continues with Trump encouraging insurrection today, the only solution is for the Democrat-controlled congress to THREATEN Trump that if he tweets or says anything further about fraudulent elections and stolen presidency that he will be removed from office in public disgrace. And they should threaten to use their power to remove him for unsoundness of mind and follow through! If he tweets a word or speaks publicly other than to apologize he should be summarily removed.
That is in our power and he has gone too far one last time.
I’m disgusted that the cops retreated faced with a largely white mob. We know that any Black Lives Matter crowd would have been dispersed early with tear gas and gun fire — simply disgusted!


BAH FUMISTERIE!
Je n’aime pas les jours de fêtes
Dont toute l’année paraît remplie,
Toutes les choses inaccomplies,
Les choix, qui terminent en défaite,
Des surprises toujours imparfaites
Achetées en pleine frénésie,
Je n’aime pas les jours de fêtes
Dont toute l’année parait remplie.
Même Noel, la fête surfaite,
Est devenu une maladie
De trop d’achats faits à crédit.
Tout ça me laisse insatisfaite.
Je n’aime pas les jours de fêtes.
translation:
BAH HUMBUG!
I dont much like holidays
With which the year seems filled
Everything left undone
Ending in defeat, my choice
Of surprises all imperfect
Bought in a frenzy
I don’t much like holidays
With which the year seems filled
Even Christmas that day of excess
Has become an illness,
too much bought on credit
All this leaves me unsatisfied.
I don’t much like holidays.
RONDEL
(mon premier essai après avoir lu le “Rondel” de Charles Guinot et d’autres poètes.)
L’automne a dérobé le vert
Dans lequel l’été s’habille
Ses bruns et roux deviennent, l’hiver,
Des blancs sur toutes les brindilles
Il faut les neiges de l’hiver
Pour les roses et les jonquilles
L’automne doit dérober le vert
Dans lequel l’été s’habille
Les blancs gelés retournent aux verts
Des fleurs décorent les brindilles
Il fait chaud, le soleil brille…
Mais tout changera vers son contraire.
L’automne va dérober le vert
Dans lequel l’été s’habille.
Eng trans
Autumn has stolen the green in which summer dresses itself
it’s browns and russets become winter whites on all the twigs
winter snows are necessary for roses and daffodils to grow
Autumn must steal the green in which summer dresses
frozen whites will turn to greens, flowers adorn the twigs
it’s warm, the sun shines, but all changes to its opposite
autumn will steal the green in which summer dresses.





This man is Michael E Balkunas MD

and he was chief of the W-1 unit of adult psychiatry at HOCC aka New Britain General Hospital in central connecticut in 2014, when I was hospitalized there for approximately a month. During that month he and his staff repeatedly brutalized me, including having guards strip me naked and restrain me, they laughed even as I said that they were enjoying the rape, spread-eagling my limbs into the restraint cuffs without even trying to cover me. This happened multiple times but when I informed the “doctor” what they had done, he hotly denied it, and called me a liar. But I was not and am not a liar and all I can say is, he was fucking the wrong person, because I hope to make his life the hell that he made mine… and I intend to do so by telling the truth, as loud and often as I need to. Because the truth not only will set me free, it just might one day teach monsters like Balkunas a badly needed lesson.









Ceterum censeo MAGA esse delendam.
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Ceterum censeo MAGA esse delendam.
The opinions expressed are those of the author. You go get your own opinions.
Kate Greenough's daily drawings
Réussissez vos examens et certifications de langues
Not your third grade paper mache
Portrait Art and Paintings by Jon Amdall
Books, papers and blogs by Joanna Moncrieff
"While I breathe, I hope"
My Life After Narcissistic Abuse
An intellectual, emotional and spiritual spittoon.
News, Tips & Website Tutorials
Everything Matters