Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some
common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Sunday, February 8
I was in the basement and came across this bin of my old dress-up dolls. I can't bear to throw them out: each flimsy little article of clothing is so saturated with hours of my childhood dreams.