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Studio rehab! Shelves built out of scrap wood!
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Backyard forage with the wolf.
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Tiny shifts made from my old shirt, once bootlegged by Joe. Classic.
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Smell ya later, third grade!
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Later later post, no reason, just because.
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Please continue to fuck Monsanto by taking these tiny renegade heirloom cherry tomatoes off my porch! 45 gone, 15 left + 2 tiny hostas and 2 cucumbers that came up outta nowhere.
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Scored this new jam from Vault of Midnight today. Thanks to wild Bill Moore for the heads up!
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Sleep nursing, my favorite. Wore herself out eating dirt and learning to walk.
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Cloth diapering ain't no joke. I think we're at 38 now.
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Check out my new work tonight at CraftHouse! Art.Downtown will be hopping from 6-10pm with 3 trolleys and 40 open spaces!
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A rare sighting of the Sun Moon clan.
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Happiest first birthday to the amazing Ramona Wolf! So observant, so curious, the one who only explores when she is damn well ready, the one who dances to records like she was born to, the one who howls when things are out of balance, and gives the best,
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School days. -el
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Really excited to be working on a test piece with Pinafore Print Collective for our show on Reclaiming the Commons. The first pieces will be at CraftHouse during Art.Downtown on April 11th. Full show details TBA. My piece is stencil and spray paint wit
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Happiest birthday to my Moon! Xo darlin
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Studio bday party for a nine yr old.
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Happiest ninth trip around the sun to my sweet, fierce, sensitive, curious explorer, dear Eleanor! My world was turned inside out on the day you were born-- everything becoming more bright, more full of wonder and worry and tears and laughter. and so ma
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Slim's been sick for 24 hours now, poor lamb. Warm and sleepy, quiet as a mouse. :(
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Eats snow and breastmilk for dinner.
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This man, my heart. Happy third date night since Ramona was born, Joe Moon. Ohh we needed this.
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Happy 11 months, fierce and curious Ramona!
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Fever, mild. Cranks is high.
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Oh hello.
