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Originally uploaded by quennessa.

More abstract study here, in black and white.

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Wow.

I don't know what to say this morning. Bad case of Monday morning brain.

I'll have news/update later this week on the Biennale sitch.

And my brain's completely stuttered to a stop. If I think of anything, I'll post later today.

Yeah.

More coffee in the meantime.

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Send me and my art to Florence, Italy! Get art!

Donate $10, and I'll send you an 8x10 signed digital print of a naked woman.
Donate $20 and I'll send you an 11x14 signed digital print telling you that I love you.
Donate $40 and I'll send you an 16x20 print, telling everyone that you rock the Casbah.

Donate $100 and I'll send you a 16x20 photograph, matted and framed.

Houston, We Have Lift Off

News. Yes, actual news.

As of today, due to the generosity and just gobsmacking amazingness of all of you, I have raised enough money to send the art to the Florence Biennale in December.

I made it. I actually made it. *We* made it.

I never would have, if not for every one of you. I've spent moments today weeping happily, because while *I* may not be going to Florence, the art, my creative children, are going to hang in the same building that houses Michaelangelo's work.

Dude.

It's enough. It's more than enough. Now while I will still be posting my donate button from time to time till December, the critical part, the most important goal for me, has been reached.

And all because of all of you. There are just no words. But some acknowledgements are in order:

Vanessa Yarmechuk for being first. Thank you for being beautiful and brilliant.
Marcia Wheelon for being brave. You don't know it, but you are.
James Owen for truly being the nicest guy on the planet. Your words of encouragement have kept me going.
Russell Borogove for being who you are. If not for you, I wouldn't be the artist I am today.
Shiv for being brilliant. You still owe me a novel for the press. :)
Natara for knowing the Light. I don't know what I would do without you to talk to about this woo woo crap.
Eain Bankins for being Eain. I just love you to bits.
Jonathan Reilly for being truly the Life of Reilly. You're a hoot.
Dave for spreading the word. I love your gentle soul.
Miss Lisa Chandler for knowing what it is and saying, "Bondage!" Lady, you are the best.
James Teal for reminding me what family is, even when life is tough. I love you, bro.
Miss Jacket for help unlooked for. You rock.
My husband, Matthew, for believing. I don't know how I got so lucky.
My sister, Barrie, for never doubting. I don't know what I would do without you.
My daughter, my Mouse, for being my my sunshine. I hope to make you proud of me.

And last, but never least, Heidi Kobara: my Muse, my Queen of Love and Beauty, for the Beginning. Without you, none of this would ever have been possible. I love you more than words can ever express.

This isn't even remotely everyone. But each one of you at one time or another said or did something for me when my spirits flagged and I doubted.

Thank you.

Thank you.