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All day long we'd be nursing baby and bunny, dress on, dress off, wrapping baby up, washing baby, changing nappies, swaddling her in a blanket, laying her in bed.... I mean the whole day! Then when it was bedtime for granddaughter Connie, of course baby and bunny had to go too... No one has taught her this deep nurturing behavior, it is as natural as breathing... I think this might be why these female doll-like creative expressions keep popping up, why I so enjoy playing with my images, expanding them in the digital playground. As a child I remember the books that had the perforated pull out paper dolls with interchangeable mix and match wardrobes, where the dresses hooked onto the dolls by tabs at the back, this fascinated me. I have the natural desire to nurture, this seems to be deeply seated within the feminine. When looking around 'blogsphere' a profusion of nurturing sister circles have appeared, nourishing and flourishing! I have come to the real
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Have a good weekend, Boonie
Happy Friday, Sue !
x..x
your purse
hovers, floats, rises...protects your precious heart.
thank you for lifting me in your offering of beauty.
I shall never think of saran wrap in quite the same way again:-)
Now that is what I call a creation...
Galliano, eat your heart out!
fragile as butterfly wings
holds a fleet of dreams
This is simply stunning. It is like an iridescent, Victorian version of the Dream Catcher. It is gentle, beautiful and filled with hope as are you.
Love,
Noelle
keep it up.