A "Special Valentines Gift"

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How to sculpt with masking tape

While visting Ft Myers, I came across this interesting gallery.
OCASIOCASA  1540 broadway,Ft. Myers Fl. River District  239-691-8292
Jeff and Dale Ocasio create the most interesting masking tape sculptures that I've ever seen. In fact, I never seen anything like it before. Check out their videos they show you how they make their one of a kind creations. They also give classes.                ocasiocasa.com

http:///71915075 vimeo.com

I Love Marilyn Monroe! Do You?

Like many teenage girls I wrote daily in my blue diary that had a golden lock in the shape of a heart.
Hundreds of times I wrote I wanted to be just like M.M.  To this day I wear her signature red lipstick. I hand tinted this black-and-white photograph of Marilyn Monroe that was taken six weeks before she passed away on August 5,1962.      
http://joan-reese.artistwebsites.com/art/all/marilyn+monroe/all

The Journey

I am working on pairing my poetry with my paintings or photographs. I wrote the poem "The Journey"  and then I photographed this hobbyhorse in Brooklyn.  http://joan-reese.artistwebsites.com/featured/brooklyn-hobby-horse-joan-reese.html 

Do you remember anyone who selected the stationary hobby horse to ride?

 The Journey

by Joan Reese

Rushing for first choice

Glossy red and gold carrousel horse

Slides high then low

On polished  pole.

Bells, whistles, hundreds of blinking lights.

Mobile stallions

Tightly held by adventurous spirits.

Cushioned benches cradle timid souls.

Merry Go Round 

Goes round and round

Up and down, up and down

My horses’ colors fade;

Jerks, sticks, squeaks.

Leather strap holds me captive.

My head dizzy like a spinning top.

“Let me off,” my voice loss

Among organ music filled air. 

In the basement of my mind, I’m crying

“It’s all a mistake,

I didn’t buy a ticket!