The last of the summer monarch butterflies escaped it’s chrysalis today, pictured here climbing up to a suitable branch as it starts to pump up rumpled wings. I’ve not noticed the crazy watermelon-pattern eyes before.
A while back I ran away from a twentymumble-year corporate career to be a feckless art student. Since then I've dirtied my hands with, metaphorically and/or literally, bronze and ceramic sculpture, photography, and digital and traditional illustration. Mask making was one discovery, dovetailing with my interests in teaching and performing improvised theatre.
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The last of the summer monarch butterflies escaped it’s chrysalis today, pictured here climbing up to a suitable branch as it starts to pump up rumpled wings. I’ve not noticed the crazy watermelon-pattern eyes before.
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