177

68. 69. 70.

a few weeks ago I mentioned to Heather that I wish I could paint to express myself. 

I decided to try my hand at collage.

I didn't  want it to look like a 5th grade cut & paste.

Here are a few.

This one isn't finished.  The words by her head say

'and who cannot abuse a body to dead?'

(Shakespeare)

The words say:

'as the grim lion fawneth o'er his prey

for in thy bed i purpose to destroy thee

the story of sweet chasity's decay

black lust, dishonour, shame'

Across her eyes it says:

'the unseen secrecy of night'

and my her cheek

'upon my cheeks what helpless shame i feel'

(all from Shakespeare)

I don't have a real camera. 

everything is from my phone.

65

This picture is pre-my husband's 50th surprise birtday party. I'm so excited to surprise him!

176

I was really confused what number we were on here.  I went to a place online to calculate the number of days between when we started this site and today.  Today is 176.  I hate feeling mixed up about time.  Also a good reminder to me that I  wanted to take a photo of myself everyday and that that was the point of this blog.  Except I hate so many photos of myself.  There is that to wrestle with too.

175

174 :)

174

67.

Time has gotten away from me.  I have taken a few pictures of myself, but I see my dad in them.  That cuts to my soul.

170,171,172,173

173

172

63, 64

169

167, 168, 169, 170, 171

Merry Christmas

In my sister's socks. Two rabbits hop.

167,168

We the People your beautiful and I love seeing your photos :)))

Like the cold from a Steven King novel.

163, 164, 165, 166 Human Being

A person

166 On the train, on the bus, on the on.

66.

ugly christmas sweater party! 

165 (I for Illumination.)

164 (R as in Romeo)

160, 161, 162