When I was growing up, there was always a cat in the house. In those days, we would throw them outside at night. Some were affectionate; some stand-offish. Pinklepurr got a little snarley at the end but Jo was my favorite. He was sleek and black. He let me pet him and even sometimes climbed into my lap, but he was an independent, solitary soul. He would disappear for long periods of time and then waltz home with his secrets safely tucked inside him.

I have a friend who has cats around, and not too long ago they lost one, leaving the other kitty, Darla, a bit lonely. Not to mention that my friend’s children are finishing up college and embarking on their own lives. So she went out a got two kittens, the cutest you ever saw. They roll and tumble about, making us all laugh. Darla looks on from a distance.

Darla, queen of the night Linocut

Darla, queen of the night

Welcome to my blog where I write about the art and craft of my business.My goal is to make beautiful things, to make art part of everyday life, and to make my friends and family smile. Not necessarily in that order.

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