‎'We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.' -Anais Nin



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Deborah Darling said…
thanks for the inspiration Jenny xXx
Unknown said…
Beautiful art. Beautiful words. Do you know the artist who created the last image. I'd like to see more of this artwork. So wonderful.
Jenny Mendes said…
You are welcome Deborah!
Melissa, the artist is Anne Siems. She is wonderful.

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