Apr 7, 2006
About Me
- Name: 'Zann
- Location: Terre Haute, Indiana, United States
Professor's widow, mother of four, zannma to two. Grew up in Coral Gables, Florida, transplanted to Indiana at age 40, where I saw my first snow and learned to love wool. We homeschooled three of the kids, I helped to create a used bookshop ( Wabash River Books 1996-2005)and became an online bookseller. I started this blog in 2005 to share my mid-life artwork (primarily fiber), poetry and creative explorations. On March 18, 2006 my 20 year-old son Patrick died...and my world irrevocably changed.
On January 7, 2024, my beloved husband Paul Burkett died...and my world irrevocably changed.
I own 73 years now. Life is still very mysterious, magickal, beautiful and sweet and sad.
Most Recent Posts
(scroll down for monthly archives)- Illustration Friday - Spring
- lighting candles, tifani's shawl
- a felted thing
- I'm trying to understand the new world in which I ...
- Dear Friends....
- I-70 Graffiti
- poem - if i had known
- my son...
- Illustration Friday - Feet
- Family Reunion, Channing's Scarf
the leak i can't fix
Self-Portrait
06.09.06
PMB:
"I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
as long as I'm living
my baby you'll be..."
Patrick performingAbout Patrick
Light A Candle for Patrick
Patrick's dad, Paul Burkett, took up saxophone 6 months after Patrick died, making our garage 'Patty's Studio'and making music his healing path.
Hear his music, PapaPatty's Soundcloud
I said goodbye to my beloved Paul on January 7, 2024. He was playing and composing until just days before he died. Paul's obituary
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7 Comments:
I love that! Slow is a good speed, sometimes the very right speed. Many hugs and happy thoughts (traveling very quickly and then slowing into a gentle swirling dance once they've reached you).
slow-pokes smell the roses and see the bees, and the bugs, and the complexities of life...
Right on princess. Go turtle power.
I love the turtle! He's perfect. :)
That's a great interpertation of the topic. People tend to think fast when they think speed. This was a great way of thinking outside that box.
Ahhh! You're right. All I was thinking about was fast things.
Great take on the theme and great illo.
love
A lesson that I have to keep learning. Thanks for the reminder.
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