I opted to take a photo or I'd never get it posted. there you are - one of the things I had tacked to my easel. It's just a lot like me - formerly in the physicality but now in spirit alone, which is certainly most important.

What else was on my easel... some images of art (that tulip field by Van Gogh, a Magritte, and other things), wire fishes someone made for me, a necklace from a giveaway for some ceremony or other (maybe a naming ceremony... maybe it was Karen's naming ceremony...), a picture the Russian children drew for me, a Dilbert cartoon that had someone saying, "I paint to find myself," and someone else saying, "You're right over there next to that bad painting." and a whole lot of other things I misremember. Feathers. A milagro. I painted my easel, once, but that painting is in New Mexico so I can't look at it.