I have decided I like the notion of a Billy Elliot stomp as a way to express my fresh, crude, unrefined first impressions to new things. Some people yell, some cry; artists have to use their own matrix of consciousness to interpret: first draft, second draft,... re-do and refine, cut, edit, and paste.
The first stomp is my Billy Elliot.
Eventually it reaches William-hood.
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4 comments:
I can't stop thinking about little ones evolving, so this is cool.
Did you know I'm gonna be a gramma?
Yes. Congrats!
I was going to email you, but I have been back and forth to Port Huron and there was the email account hacking during this time.......
Enough alibis for laziness.
However, one hates to write about such things on the run.
I know you'll like being a gramma, even though the burden of Wisdom and Experience and Knowledge is sometimes heavy.
Congratulations, Ruth!
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