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Sunday, May 2, 2010

Tulips, a Rose, the Night Blooming Jasmine

Two lips arose,
the night blooming jazz men
“An enemy?”
“A golden rod?”
“A pussy will.”

Oh…In the morning glory, please forget-me-not.

This collage is made out of cut up lips from magazines. I sent it out as a Christmas card, for which I received some fascinating comments to the effect of: "Wow, I didn't know you were an artist".   To which I had to reply: "Aren't we all?"  
Anyone had any ideas for the plastic whirring carnival lips?
Yours, with lipstick on,
Mrs Crocodile

1 comment:

  1. I think the carnival lips are asking to be attached to a hat.