243. Synapses sparkling"I could almost feel my synapses sparkling. To think, to imagine, to dream: I'd nearly forgotten how."
Sent to Cranberry Days mailart call, January 2010. All of the art for this call in Memphis, Tennessee, will be sold to benefit breast cancer.
From the It's Only a Book project in which I'm deconstructing my 2003 book, Grace: A Memoir, and turning it into art.
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