Son-shine
Monday, June 5th, 2006My son content after bubble blowing by the river side. Maybe the bitter soapy taste made his lips a bit puckered though, or else he wants a kiss.
daily life/art/culture/justice and how they merge, clash, & play inside my northern state of mind (set in Hokkaido and Minnesota)
My son content after bubble blowing by the river side. Maybe the bitter soapy taste made his lips a bit puckered though, or else he wants a kiss.
(c) Michiko Taniuchi (scanned postcard) An example of Taniuchi Roku’s art: Two children out on a rainy night spot a white fox making a phone call. A mix of sweetness, magic, mystery, eeriness and whimsy.
Painting by my beautiful son (age 3 years and 4 months)
Okay, everyone, here is an actual documented photo (courtesy of my husband’s cell phone, hence a bit fuzzy) that we have two actual foxes as our downstairs neighbors. One was reclining atop the bicycle shed, while this one was nosing about the snowy field. My husband tossed him some bread, and he jogged over to […]