Ten days in... my patricidal past revealed.
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From December 1st every day for one hundred days I will illustrate a tiny moment from my past, present or future.
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Noo!!! Not the life-giving, vital hand vein!
ReplyDeleteEddie this is reminding me a bit of Julie and Julia, the movie where a girl decides to make a recipe a day from a big recipe book. Kindof.
I love it! I remember a similar fascination with "the vein" in my mum's hand. I used to touch it when she was trying to help me with my Maths homework. She'd just slap my hand away.
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