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Showing posts with label key. Show all posts
Showing posts with label key. Show all posts

Monday, November 24, 2014

Kerry Keyes


Only recently has Kerry moved out of the family  home to live ‘on her own’  - for the very first time I might add. Her very protective parents took a lot of convincing that she could do this. You see  sometimes Kerry is a bit on the befuddled side.


When the boarding house opened she just knew it would be a good place for her.  Oh heaven!  To have her own nest up on the second floor where she can come and go as she pleases.  Yes, It’s only a room in the boarding house – but sometimes that’s all a person needs.  


These days, when she wanders around town, she wears her room key around her neck and carries her map in her pocket -- just in case.

"Your goals are the road maps that guide you and show you what is possible for your life." - Les Brown

Thursday, September 1, 2011

"Home"


A touch of 'home' with this petite pocket.  How many times during my life have I put the key in the lock of a new home -- trepidation, excitement, looking forward to making this place at this time our very own nest.


As Penny Berens recently pointed out I'm beginning to have 'plentiful pockets' hanging about here in my studio. 

"Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts". - Oliver Wendell Holmes

Thursday, June 9, 2011

"Looking Within"


What if I put the key in the door?  What if I turn the key?  What if I actually look within to see what is there?  Do I hesitate to open the door or do I turn the key and hope for wonders and magic.  I'm on the side of opening it - of looking within to see what is there.  I may like it, or I may not like it - but how will I know unless I look?


This heart is 5-1/2" long x 4-3/4" at its widest.  For some reason I am drawn to rose and green these days.  Perhaps it is the time of the year, perhaps I'm just becoming a romantic.


The back is embroidered felt -- I love working with felt, don't you? 


And here I'm sending along x's and o's just for each of you.

"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold". - Zelda Fitzgerald

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