I was the required height for the ride, my seat belt was on, and the wheels had engaged; ready or not (click, click, click...) I was committed.
*an excerpt from my cancer memoir CAR DEALER'S DAUGHTER
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- toni wolf
- I want to make paintings, drawings, and sculptures that say everything I mean to say without using words. I want to arrange words that call images to mind. And if I should combine the two, let them be as right as the likes of Astaire and Powell. Please feel free to email me to commission a painted portrait or mural, or to discuss any interesting art related idea you might have.
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I hope you had some caring ears available to you, Toni. And the not too occasional hug.
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