|That would be me,|
in my dalmatian polka dot tights.
You've seen these boots a million times.
|I'm in my backyard. |
Listening to the dog next door,
as it barks incessantly.
|The neighbor's dog on the other side barks a lot too, |
but whenever I get close to that side of the fence,
I'm afraid it's gonna jump over & bite me.
|My cardigan, & skirt are thrifted.|
|Weird angle photo I took of myself,|
so you could see my polka dot headband.
|Yes this is another weird photo angle I took of myself too.|
The headband is reversible.
The other side is a white background with black dots.
I don't know why I didn't take a photo of that.
|I painted, drew, & collaged these art journal pgs.|
|Close up pg. 1|
|When you flip it open it says:|
An empty battlefield of Freedom.
Had we reached peace, wrapped in tissue.
|by Nicolette Davenport|
I have a friend, who's nickname for her mother is Cruella. It used to be the definition of a female dog. I'm sure none of you have code names, that little ears won't understand. ;)