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Yeah.    Hi.  Well. Um, er…this project was supposed to be a random and – operative word INTEGRATED amalgam of paintings , prose, journalism, drawings/multimedia art , poetry, and photography – all by me, of course.  Me, me, me. I am so sick of me. But these things – these ramblings of the soul – are piling up in my house and in my mind and in my heart and I must release them.

One tries to blog without an audience in mind. Yes, I do that. Yes, I CAN do that. But somehow, every time I push the PUBLISH button i feel like an insta-ass.  My solution?  Get over it!  

So, while I have started this endeavor in a rather odd way, I will attempt to continue it without being so art-centric. But as I asked myself earlier, as a single mother of a laptop-obsessed two-year-old, how can I write anything worthwhile while I am attempting to scrape multigrain strawberry cereal bars out of the carpet to the backdrop of a waaaaaaaaay too loud Dora the Explorer DVD?  Dammit, I am going to try! SO, here goes….something.

Janice J. Cunningham  1.15.11


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