Take your time and visit my world
of creative souvenirs.
Pretend it’s a giant flea market in a bustling city—with no tube socks!
Or a small-town library on a lazy, rainy day.
Peruse the ARCHIVES for a whole lot more. That’s where I share stories that go with my art. That’s where the archivist in me plays in the attic and loses track of time—
all the while, documenting it.
If you see something, say something. Ask me what I have, or tell me what you’d like.
A dirndl skirt is a FULL skirt, so don’t leave empty!
See more here:
And to read about my art student days in NYC in the early 1970s: