I work on the 11th floor in a sky scraper in downtown Minneapolis. Today, a butterfly flew past the window as I was eating my lunch. I mean, at what point does a little thing like that look down and scream, "holy crap!"?
In the wind currents that high up, how do they control themselves?
Almost any kind of paper art has intrigued me since I was a small child. Photography, card making and watercolor painting are my most recent passions. My inspiration changes hourly, daily, weekly... I suppose that is the way it is with an artist.
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