Got Stone & Got Stoned!

Saturday: (August 11) labor pains begin; awake all night

Sunday: woke John 7am; arrived ER at 7:10 (2 min drive); got in right away; IV; X-rays; scan thingy; sugary drink; another scan thingy; cool meds

Monday: at hospital; totally stoned; surgery: went to sleep; gave birth to half-inch kidney stone; stent inserted (aka garden hose in the urethra); woke up; home by 8 pm; ice cream; spoiled by John

Tuesday to Sunday: happy drugs; cast out lots of little stones; completely stoned; more ice cream

Monday: more x-rays; stent removed; more happy pills

Tuesday: looked at list of 200 e-mails; took nap and played solitaire instead

Wednesday to Saturday: looked at steadily growing list of e-mail; took nap and played solitaire instead

Sunday: Will make plans for back-to-work on Monday!

Take Me Home to My Planet!

To complain about the mess of this little blue planet is a waste of time. Humans passively watch the imminent destruction of the planet itself, while fighting and killing one another.

John Lennon spoke through music. His song lyrics are as relevant today as they were many years ago:

“Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one”

(John Lennon, Imagine)

I speak through visual art. My message in this painting (Outreach to Conscience – Art Critiques Media) is also as relevant today as when it was created in 1998.





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