There must be, should be, some optimism left? The poem I wrote, portions of which are in this piece, revealed to myself that somewhere I still have left a few of those dreams I had when I was 20. Dare I write for public reading that more than 30 years have passed since then… what happened? Sigh, I hope I can find them again, and again.
|Artist/Creator||Deb Parsons Menke|
|Place of Publication||Helena, MT|
|Author of Text/Poet||Deb Parsons Menke|
|Medium/ Materials||Broadside on paper; watercolor, gouache, brushes, Mitchell nibs.|
|Dimensions (WxH) or (WxHxD)||22 x 13 inches|