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A Snazzy Tale, Writing a memoir.

I always knew that one day I would write a book about the creation of Snazaroo the face painting company I developed with my husband Paul back in 1984. The time had to be right…

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Poem – Create

Time is burning away the essence of desire, together we run around the circle of want finding ourselves back at the starting line. I am to hold my dream in my own two hands and…

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Poem – The mother of artistic invention

Necessity is the mother of artistic invention. Without pencil paper paint and plight, what is necessary to create, a crying child with hallowed frown upon a mothers holy gown, she lacks a canvas to present,…

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A Poem – Seldom

Seldom gate is swinging slow, beyond the path we seldom see. And should we seldom want to go, The gate swings shut to stoppeth thee. A breeze brings breathlessness to sigh, for we shall seldom…