Friday, December 13, 2013


For several years I've painted small pieces of slate which come from the portion of roof demolished when our church went through its most recent renovation. I've pictured six of them here that I turned into ornaments, though in the past I have made pins and wall plaques as well.

My favorite subjects are snowpeople doing various things like fishing, singing, skiing and kayaking. Or it will surprise you--birds. But this year I've added cats. The one in the top picture was my favorite--and it sold this morning to people I know and like and have lots of cats, so it's okay. And those of you who know me, know I am not usually sentimental about my work.

But.....I miss that kitty.

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Armand at Work

Armand at Work, 6 x 8, acrylic on Masonite
Elizabeth W. Seaver

"Bliss," thought Armand. He cycled around the three rings of Humbolt's Harrowing Circus keeping tabs on piles of poop deposited by Erma the Elephant and the tiger triplets, Hocus, Pocus and Dorcus. Next act, he'd be spotting Boomer the Bear and the snooty dancing horses. Armand didn't mind who was pooping. He loved his job.

The seats were full. Cannon fire in the middle ring made the whole arena shake and filled it with smoke, turning it into hazy perfection. And just because Armand had Poop Detail, the least mysterious job in the whole circus, didn't mean he loved any less the thrill of the ride, the riot of calliope music, and the roars, sighs, oohs and ahhs from the ticket holders.

Whoops--Erma let loose a steamer. He swung by the curtain shielding the acts waiting offstage for their cues. "Surely and Pete, you're on. Big plop dead center stage left," Armand called.

"Aw, man! I'm getting tired of this s**t," Surely whined to Pete, who never said anything. Pete always agreed with Surely. It was easier that way. Pete nodded leaving her behind the curtained area. He moved towards Erma's disgrace: cartwheeling, back flip-flopping, ending with high-flying round-offs. The crowd laughed and clapped. Pete took the pooper-scooper, size large, off his belt, grabbed the pile and flipped it into a large receptacle at the completion of a thrilling set of acrobatics.

Armand watched with envy--ok, maybe there was one job he wanted more than Poop Spotter-- Acrobatic Poop Scooper Clown.

"Tomorrow, I'll start to work on my cartwheel," Armand resolved. "Surely--she can be replaced."

Saturday, November 30, 2013

Anybody Else Feel a Draft?

Anybody Else Feel a Draft? collage/acrylic, 6 x 6
Elizabeth W. Seaver

Couldn't help myself. The name just floated out of the air to me.

These two (yesterday's posted painting and today's) will hang side by side at LibertyTown Arts Workshop in Small Works, artworks on a small scale by the Ltown artists.

Friday, November 29, 2013

Snap the Photo Already

There are so many names for this one, 6 x 6, collage/acrylic
Elizabeth W. Seaver
 My friend Lynette and her husband went to Kenya in September. She shared a fabulous photo with me. In it, there were two birds called Amboseli Superb Starlings. I flipped over it. They looked so dyspeptic or impatient or grumpy. 
I'm in love. 

I have painted each one of them on 6 x 6 collaged, cradled wooden panels, and I've painted them together on 11 x 14 linen with acrylic. I'll be sharing the other paintings in the next couple of days.

Help me name these guys: Take a Picture It'll Last Longer, Snap the Photo Already--can you think of any others to help me out?

Sunday, November 24, 2013

An Important Date Flew By

Forever in Tandem, commissioned work, acrylic on cradled board
Elizabeth W. Seaver
 Five years ago, November 17th, I began this blog with the following words: As a person who is lucky enough to be able to create art every day, I thought it would be fun to get to share it with more people.
When I forwarded my blog link to my husband that day, he turned to his business partner and said, "Hell has frozen over."
I thought I'd list ten ways my life and my art have changed in the last five years (in no particular order.) Though as I wrote them, I found I could have gone on and on.

#1 Overcoming my resistance to involvement in the social part of the internet was huge.

#2 I found a vast and varied group of on line art friends who've been an enormous support.

#3 I've learned to let it all hang out: the good, the bad, the ugly. I'm talking artwork, here.

#4 I rediscovered my love of writing.

#5 I embraced the silly painter inside.

#6 The writer and the silly painter chatted and came up with silly stories to go with paintings.

#7 I learned to appreciate this forum for the discussion of art topics: theft, commissions, and art doldrums, among others.

#8 Today, my life is more my own to do with what I wish since children have grown up and away. I grew up a little too (always painful) but celebrate the joy of this new place.

#9 My father died since I began this blog, and his last words to me, "Write that book," have stayed with me even as I continue to mourn the loss of daddy, teacher and friend.

#10 You can write yourself into the life you want, making a record of triumphs, failures, joys and pain to look back on--a shared journal with pictures and conversations.

Thanks to all of you for your contributions to my life's journal.

Monday, November 18, 2013

Printmaking Class: Design and Print Your Own Cards

Cute image of two ornaments leaning on each other. The budding card artist plans to use the open space to individualize each one with glitter or names or whatever inspiration may come.

Not everyone wanted to do holiday cards. Great to see what they each came up with.

 The snow-covered birdhouse is a thank you note. This artist cut two blocks to create her design.
In this photo, you can see the printmaking block right in front.

I think these pictures give a good idea of the strong graphic quality that a block print will bring to an image.

An amazing time was had by all (especially the teacher.)

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Hand Made Cloth

No doubt these photos would be much better with adorable children painting their amazing hand made cloth. In fact I know they would because I know the adorable children, and they're, well, adorable!

But here's the way it was. Imagine four 9 to 11 year olds sitting in these chairs and painting, with big globs of paint.

Now, imagine that there is another table just like the one above only about four feet to the left of the picture with three other children with scissors, cutting out their pattern of a stuffed critter and then using sharp pins to hold the figure together and then threading a needle to sew on eyes and actually sewing the critter!

Lions and tigers and bears, O MY!

Thank goodness I had the help of a wonderful grandma of one of the students.

But you understand why I didn't think of the camera until AFTER they had all gone home.....

Thanks to Alisa Burke for the great idea. Here is her blog.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

The Art of Collaborating and More...

Seven pairs have sold, fifteen have gone to Backdoor Gallery and fifteen more are slated for delivery to LibertyTown on Monday. Santa's elves have been busy. Click on the picture to see them more closely.

This is my kind of art--no two pairs alike and collaborating with an amazingly creative person like Lynette.

I enjoy the collaborative process. If two artists are in tune, things can go one of two ways for success--either one starts the process and then stays out of the other's way to let them do their part (like my cool collaborator, Tex Forrest, did with Wilbur.)

Or the artists sit side by side and work together, bouncing ideas off of each other, asking opinions and generally fueling a runaway train of creativity and fun. That's the way it works with Lynette and me. It is so all-absorbing that we look up two hours later, with aching necks and cranky from lack of lunch--or cookies!

I would love to hear other stories of collaboration. Did they go well? Not so well? Dump it in my comments section.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Come into My Parlor...

Come into My Parlor Said the Spider to the Fly,
acrylic on Masonite, 12 x 12, Elizabeth W. Seaver

A lovely person bought this before it was even finished.

Our conversation went like this: She says, "So.....what are you going to do with that painting?"

"I might put it in the show at LibertyTown next month," says I. "Or I might put it up here at Water Street."

"So......what are you going to charge for it?"

I tell her.

She asks, "So.....what's the title?"

I think for a moment and say, "Well, it looks a little 'Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly.'"

"Sold!" she says.

And that's the way it was. Don't let anyone tell you titles aren't important.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Paper Cut Jewels

I am so excited to show you the latest collaboration between Lynette Reed and me, Paper Cut Jewels, a line of earrings. We used her hand decorated papers and my collaged ones and created these "fabulous" little jewels last week, unveiling them at our First Friday opening, November 1.

Thursday, October 31, 2013


Porter, acrylic on board, 6 x 6 x 3
Elizabeth W. Seaver

Had he known what a fraught, frightening, freaky Halloween awaited him, Porter would, no doubt, have asked his mother, his father, or even his slightly patronizing, sometimes mean, ten year old sister to accompany him. But he didn't. And even worse, he forgot any kind of candy receptacle. Lucky for him, his "which came first, chicken or egg" costume had capacious pockets. And when those filled, there was plenty of room left between what was Porter and what was stuffing.

But then he thought of something. "I hope I sewed the elastic around my legs tight enough. Hmm. Maybe I should stick my candy all the way into the top of my tights. Yes, that's it." Reassured, he immediately stopped thinking about the time his birthday pinata leaked all that candy--a good thing at a birthday party, but not tonight. Tonight there were ghouls and goblins, princesses and pirates, Captains Underpants and Supermen who would scoop up rogue candy, even if they knew the source of the leak.

Nothing could have made Porter turn his silver bike around and go back home, though he should have, because what happened that Halloween eve changed Porter forever.

 * * * *

Now it's your turn.

What happened to Porter that fateful Halloween night? Leave your creepy, crawly, humorous, spooky, spiteful, monstrous ideas in the comments box.

Happy Halloween, everyone!

Monday, October 28, 2013

Wilbur and His New Green Trike

Meet Wilbur. He is a new collaboration between sculptor Tex Forrest and me. Tex got excited about my birds on bikes and one day showed up with a gessoed bird and tricycle. He had carved the bird out of foam and found the trike somewhere exotic, I'm sure.

His part was done, and it was left to me to figure out who this fellow was. It had to be a fellow, 'cause of the comb on his head, right? Well it took MONTHS, but finally he popped into my brain and introduced himself. After that it didn't take long to transform the plain white sculpture into Himself.

As you can tell, Wilbur is a happy fellow. Proud of his new green trike, he took it out for a spin in today's lovely fall weather.

Then, he parked himself back on his shelf at Water Street Studio.

Sunday, October 27, 2013

I'd Rather Be Sleeping

This IS My Happy Face, 4 x 4, acrylic, Elizabeth W. Seaver

Title borrowed from my student's t-shirt yesterday--thanks, J!

We have experienced quite the opposite of the weather in my painting the last few days. Skies have been beautifully sunny, and October breezes blew--kinda chilly for those of us still circulating summer-warmed blood.

Alas, it is time for seasons to change, and yesterday we got the jump on Halloween with a downtown trick or treat event. Ninjas, ghosts, princesses, pirates and their patient parents wandered among store fronts to collect all kinds of things, including oos and ahs from local business owners. We gave the traditional candy, but we saw books and pencils in pumpkin buckets as well.

Let me leave you with one thought: perhaps purple plastic princess shoes are not the best footwear for traipsing city streets.

Friday, October 25, 2013

Here's Something Cool

My poem Loves Me, Loves Me Not was published in the June issue of From the Depths, a publication of Haunted Waters Press.

Today we discovered the page for HWP on the Poets and Writers site where they kindly listed Susan Carter Morgan and me as contributing writers.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

No Fly Zone

No Fly Zone, 4 x 12, acrylic, Elizabeth W. Seaver

I think this one speaks for itself.

* * * *

If you cannot tell, let me say "out loud" that I am having a great time in my studio.

Friends are dropping in to visit and work, the sun has been shining in my window, warming my back as I paint, and my birdie friends are visiting long enough to be captured on canvas.

Life is good.

* * * *

Tonight: Looking forward to hearing Steve Watkins read from his new book, JUVIE, out this month from Candlewick Press. Happening at our new place, Water Street Studio in downtown Fred. Come on by if you're in the area.

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Camilla Hates to Fly

Camilla Hates to Fly, 5 x 7, acrylic, Elizabeth W. Seaver
"I won't spend another winter, freezing my tailfeathers off in that strange excuse for a lake in Central Park shopping hell," Camilla muttered to herself as she leaned into the October wind. "Just because I'm afraid of heights...I don't have to miss out on winter in Mexico."

Her breath came in short gasps, and her legs, previously only used to scuttle across Central Park Blvd. to worry the patio diners at Chipotle as she scarfed the chips they dropped, ached with a burning sort of throb.

"What is it with Amtrak that they won't sell a ticket to me, a respectable goose? Next spring, I'm getting into it with Julie!"

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Beach Bum

Beach Bum, 6 x 6, collage/acrylic, Elizabeth W. Seaver

Beach Bum is not perhaps the most appropriate name for this strangely elegant bird. But if you look closely in the collage, you can see that there is a map fragment of the coast of Texas--Galveston, to be exact--the place I grew up calling beach. Moody Gardens is visible along the curve of its neck. That is where I have seen flamingos close up. Amazing, prehistoric-looking creatures.

I will be entering Beach Bum in LibertyTown's 6 x 6 show next month. If you are in the area, stop by to see the show in the main gallery. It opens First Friday, November 1.

Monday, October 21, 2013

Musing on Stolen Art

Next Year, Florida, 4 x 12, acrylic on canvas
Elizabeth W. Seaver

In the past, I've had a few pieces of artwork disappear off of my work table here and there--pins drying, cards drying--little things, easy to palm, slip into a pocket or under a shirt. I've always thought of it as the price of doing business, especially in a large arts workshop with open studios and wandering visitors. That's how we get folks to look at our work and meet us. We work out in the open and make ourselves available for comments and questions and just plain conversation. I love it.

But yesterday, I went to check my showing space and found four empty nails on my wall. I did not jump right to the happy conclusion that all four paintings had sold. Why is that? After all, they're pretty cute, if I do say so myself. They make people smile, and most of their brothers and sisters from a 30 paintings in 30 days challenge have sold already.

But my stomach got that funny feeling--something wasn't right. For one thing, if I had sold four paintings at once, my behind-the-counter-buddies would have been as happy as I, and before the Square screen was dark, they'd have been on the phone to me.

So--the paintings are gone. And my friends and I all have guesses about what general category of folk have the stones (and the backpacks) to carry away four original artworks measuring just about the size of a box of granola bars.

But, here's the thing I wanted to share: I am hurt and sad and angry. I'm not flattered. In fact, I'm not sure those paintings were even wanted--I expect they were just the object of a momentary thrill.

Those of you in creative pursuits know exactly how much time, effort, money and love goes into doing what you do. And never with enough compensation. I feel assaulted by this event. But, I am trying not to let it weigh too heavily on my spirit. Time will help. And painting.

I got up and painted at 3:30 this morning. Because I will not let the bad guys win.

Thanks for listening.

Saturday, October 19, 2013

A Sweet Surprise

The wonderful duo of Monica Rondino and Andrea Pucci (The Art of Puro) (2D animators and free lance illustrators) nominated me for the Super Sweet Blogging Award. Very few people would accuse me of being super sweet, so kudos to them for being super perceptive.

My job as nominee is to answer the following questions and then pass the honor on other bloggers. I can do the one, but it would cause me no end of anxiety to try to limit my list to only five other bloggers, so let me say that the blogging community is an amazing place to create and meet supportive, talented people. And being surrounded by that encouragement has meant the world to me. So, right back at you, Art of Puro! You guys are super sweet and so much more

Here's the 411 on my sweet tooth:

1. Cookies or Cake? All delicious, but a moist cake--there's no contest.
2. Chocolate or Vanilla? : Chocolate, no doubt.
3. Favorite Sweet Treat? : This time of year, Peppermint Tootsie Pops... 
4. When Do You Crave Sweet Things The Most? : After dinner, especially.
5. Sweet Nick Name? : Ok. But don't laugh. Sometimes my mama calls me Sugar Lump.

Friday, October 18, 2013


Suddenly Abner Was Quite Popular, 4 x 4, collage/acrylic
Elizabeth W. Seaver

We see Abner just before his life changes forever.

I leave you with just one question: How many licks does it take to get to the chocolaty center of a Tootsie Pop?

Okay, maybe two: What is your favorite flavor?

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Party Underground

Party Underground, acrylic, 24 x 24
Elizabeth W. Seaver

I never blogged about this piece. I created it for the show I had in the spring--all underground veggies.

Now, THIS vegetable is very rare. I have not ever actually seen it in its natural setting.

If you know where it grows, please let me know.

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

In the Pipeline

I'm all set to paint commissions and small paintings for the season.

These are cradled boards, collaged with paper "under paintings." As they are finished, I'll be sharing them right here, so stay tuned!

Monday, October 14, 2013

My Window

I am so happy to have a window in my studio for the first time in five years. I had no idea how much I missed it. I can see and hear the rest of the world all day long as I work. Lovely. Now, if the sun would just show itself again....

Notice my new jade plant brought to me by Aunt Bev and Unc Joe to celebrate the opening of Water Street Studio last week.

I promise, I am trying not to kill it--picture proof.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Still Alive and Very Well

I'm calling these Raw Materials

I took the picture in the only quiet corner my new studio. They look a little lonely, but not for long.
Just to catch you up with a little that has been going on with me--at the end of September, I left my beloved LibertyTown studio to step out in a new venture with my friends Susan and Lynette. We have opened a new business which will have a dual focus, writing and art. It is still in downtown Fredericksburg. We named it Water Street Studio because it is on a street that has been named that in the past and because we sit right on the banks of the Rappahannock River.

Last Friday, we had our grand Grand Opening with lots of friends, old and new. We've already scheduled a reading with Steve Watkins, whose new book Juvie just landed in stores yesterday. It will be held October 26th at Water Street Studio. Refreshments and read-aloud from a wonderful author. What could be better?

Back to art. I have been looking for wooden folding chairs since January when I painted one of a set of three auditorium chairs for a fund raiser. I had so much fun painting Chester, that I immediately wanted another project like it. I looked through antique shops, sent my yard sale spies out to look, asked and asked, but couldn't find any more chairs that suited my purpose.

Then last month I traveled to Texas to see family. Along our way on a birdwatching trip north of Corpus Christi, we passed through the little town of Sinton, Texas.

"My chairs!" I shouted from the back seat. "Stop! There are my chairs!" Sure enough, on the side walk outside an antique store, there sat the perfect raw materials.

Exhibiting fabulous driving skill, my sister did not lay a scratch in the road, but pretty quickly we were piling out of the tiny white mazda and into Kountry Kaboodles. It turned out the folding chairs came from the old theater down the street from the antique store.

What nice folks we met! We stayed and chatted a long time, forgetting about the birds waiting for us at Choke Canyon. In the conversation, Gary offered to mail them to me, as they would be an awkward carry-on back to Virginia.

The chairs blew in just this past Monday along with tropical storm Karen, safe and just as wonderful as I had remembered.

I like the original surface and plan to keep it. (Extra bonus: I found decades old gum on the bottom of the seats, likely put there by movie-goers so they could eat their popcorn.)

Monday, March 25, 2013


Beets, 24 x 36, acrylic and white charcoal on linen
Elizabeth W. Seaver

Here's a new painting for my show at Blackstone Coffee, where my work will hang for April and May. I decided for this painting that less was more, and stopped painting early, leaving parts unfinished. The camera gremlins have let me know that it is more difficult to take good photos of less than more. You'll have to take my word for it that in the light this painting has lovely color and the beets sort of float out of the darkness underground. It's a little spooky, in fact, and that's part of what I like about it--it's a surprise.

I ate freshly picked beets this spring, and I have developed a new appreciation for this root veggie. Yes, there is an initial dirt taste, but the finish is lovely and sweet, especially if not overcooked. I will be trying them again this spring, if I can get them really good and fresh!

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Sweet Ones

Sweet Ones, acrylic on linen, 24 x 32
Elizabeth W. Seaver

As opposed to the other ones which I painted here. (It is at the bottom of a post from summer 2011.)

I am back to painting root veggies to go in a show at a fine establishment called Blackstone Coffee next month. Their coffee is fantastic, and the beans are roasted locally. Come out, try their coffee and eats, and see me at the opening, First Friday in April (the 5th) with all my root veggie paintings. I will be in my studio before that from 5 to 7.

I'll be posting more as they are finished. Cheers!

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

We Have a Winner!

Do Tell!, collage/acrylic, 24 x 24, Elizabeth W. Seaver

The winner of my card give-away and the one who named my painting is Dorothy. Thank you all for giving such cute suggestions. I liked that one of hers because it hinted at the relationship between the bird and the caterpillar/worm/ space snake.

Dorothy, if you will send me an email through my website and give me your address, I will mail you your prize.

Watch for new work in the next couple of days. I've been busy!

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

What's in a Name?

Collage/Acrylic, 24 x 24, Elizabeth W. Seaver

This poor new painting suffers from a lack of creativity from its creator who cannot think of a suitable name for her. So far, the file is called, Big Yellow Bird. I ask you, does any painting deserve to have such a generic title?

Help me. Please comment and leave your suggestions for a title. Keep it clean! And, a word of warning: the critters in my paintings don't feed on each other, so I'm not likely to choose a name that suggests anything so violent.

I will send the winner of the title contest a package of my birdie cards as a prize. See below the five designs included in the package.

Thank you for your help in advance. (And my big yellow birdie thanks you, too.)

Monday, March 11, 2013

March 150 Panel at the Torpedo Factory

Spring!, acrylic/printmaking, 10 x 10, Elizabeth W. Seaver

This panel will be up at the Torpedo Factory's Target Gallery for March9-17, 2013, as a joint fund raiser for the March of Dimes and outreach projects spearheaded by the Gallery. Read about it here.

Lots of fabulous artists donate to this event, and this Friday, March 15, the night of the big party ($15 admission) the works are only $100 each, rather than $150. All panels are 10 x 10. Go if you can, it'll be a blast. I hope to see you there!

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Didn't Mean to be Gone So Long!

Going Courting, 11 x 14, collage/acrylic
Elizabeth W. Seaver

I just finished this for my buddy, Tim, who makes beautiful things out of wood. This is his trade for letting me take one of his mixed wood lidded boxes home for my husband for Christmas. As it happens, Tim owns and rides some very early Ordinary Bicycles, so my birds on bikes caught his eye when he first moved into the studio next door to me. I knew exactly what to paint for him as payment (one of the great perks of being an artist is trading work, in my opinion.) 

He's promised to bring one of his bikes in for me to see. He has one from 1885 and one from 1889--amazing! If he does it, and I remember that I said this, I'll get some photos and post them here. 

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

People's Choice Winner

Outstanding in His Field, acrylic, 24 x 48
Elizabeth W. Seaver

Very fun that this piece won first place on Second Saturday at The Workhouse in our February Workhouse Associate Artists exhibit. He looks inscrutable--in a farmer in the dell sort of way.
One lady said he was really impressive, but she wasn't sure she'd want him looking at her from the wall of her living room. I guess the bedroom's out, too.
She made me laugh! I don't really think of ostriches as the warm and fuzzy type, so that's okay.

Monday, February 11, 2013


Transferring the image to the block

I had a terrific time demonstrating relief printmaking to Ed King's painting class at the Fredericksburg campus of Germanna Community College. The students asked interesting questions and were attentive to the enthusiastic ramblings of an old lady. I think I might get to go back to demonstrate for some of his other classes--I hope so.

If you'd have told me even ten years ago that I would be standing (or sitting, as the case may be) in front of twenty people, talking and cutting a block print at the same time, I'd have said, "No way!" It's lovely to get old and wrinkly and begin to care less what people think. I've discovered the cure for the fear of talking in front of large groups! My job here is done.

Thanks for the pictures, Ed.

Saturday, January 26, 2013


 I'm painting on one in a set of three auditorium chairs taken from an old school nearby which was turned into condos. Three local artists were commissioned by the owner to paint one chair each in the set. He plans to donate the set to his nephew's school's yearly fund raiser to be auctioned off. The chairs consist of a heavy wooden seat and arms with a sturdy metal frame made to be bolted into the wall and floor.

The first artist who worked on the chairs kindly primed the entire set. You can see that the center chair has yet to be painted. When she finished the chair on the far left, she delivered the set to me. I painted "my" chair a very black purple and then drew on it with a white pastel chalk.

I hemmed and hawed about my design, but settled on my first idea to paint a figure sitting in the chair.

I took these pictures with my phone, and the colors are not very accurate. The purples should be more towards the red than blue.

This has been so much fun. Most of what is left to do is to wipe off the original chalk drawing and seal the chair.

Then it is up to me to deliver the set to the final artist to work her magic on it. I hope I get to see pictures of the whole thing when it is finished. 

Friday, January 18, 2013

Grape POPs

Grape POP 1, acrylic, 8 x 24, Elizabeth W. Seaver
Grape POP 2, acrylic, 8 x 24, Elizabeth W. Seaver

Well, this shows how eccentric my cropping was with these two! I have never shown this pair of paintings on the blog before. I painted them specifically for a show about food last spring. They do not really go with the rest of my work, except that I painted the following bird on a bike to tie the two ideas together:

Drucilla, Don't Lick and Ride, acrylic, 24 x 24
Elizabeth W. Seaver

Good advice, don't you think? I hope she doesn't rip her cute tights when she hits that big, bad rock...