The world is too much with us; late and soon,
          Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
          Little we see in Nature that is ours;
          We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
          The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
          The winds that will be howling at all hours,
          And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
          For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
          It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
          A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;                        
          So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
          Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
          Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
          Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.

  Wordsworth
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Please do not use my Art with out permission, Not that you would want to (hahaha)
Vestas Wind
Atlas
Oracle
Wood Burning
Later I will be adding pictures of my original art Ouijas. They are in storage right now. I'm really pretty over stocked on old sewing machine ouija's, and have 6 undone cabinets waiting for a burst of creativity. At this time I haven't decided to sell them. I'll have to at some point I guess. I'll let you know when I do. The only ones I have sold are the ones I've been asked to make. Harley ouijas and Greek ouijas.  Also now  I have a digital camera I can take pictures of my oils. I never sell my paintings I usually give them away, that is why there aren't many here, they have new homes.. I don't like my paintings as much as pen and ink and my woodburnings.
Perfecting the Art of Drinking Beer since 1979
I just finished a Memorial Table for Anthony Lataster. It's at the Tattoo shop, so the guys can put Ant's Tat's on it. I had promised one to Ant, as he was my son's best friend.  I hope to give it to his parents soon. The boys need to get their part done!!!
I made this one for my husbands boss. My husband paints cars, and yes I'm a NASCAR widow.
This is one of my originals I took a picture of. It was a dark wood, and almost impossible to take a good picture.
Vesta is the goddess of the hearth. Vestas is latin for Wind. Even though I resemble both, I use the word Vestas for Wind