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, September 11
REFLECTING
On how often I have been in such a very clean bathroom. Not very. And they don't always correspond to the general spiffiness level of the rest of wherever you are. I've been in some posh places with shabby, dirty restrooms and vice-versa. Always a bit of an adventure. This one was so spotlessly clean and well-lighted, I thought I must have walked in right after the health inspector! There was a funhouse-mirror quality to the hand dryer that was fun to document.
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