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Hi, I'm Deverie. I'm a Capricorn who enjoys laughing, meeting new people, candlelight dinners, walks along the beach and cheesy opening lines. Seriously though, I've put this bio thing off, saving it for the very last page to tackle on my site. I thought it would be easy to tell about myself but it is proving to be the most difficult aspect of building the site.
Although you may find reading about me is as exciting as having the tires rotated on your car...here goes...
I was born and raised in SE Iowa which does not mean my family owned a tractor or any type of farm machinery. I was Martha and George's only child until my sister, Ashley, made her surprise appearance when I was 14 1/2yrs. old...my parents were never ones to rush into anything.
I've always been artistically oriented and in fact, the only "C" I ever received in school was in the 3rd grade when drawing Snoopy was much more important than learning icky new math...which may explain why I still can't balance my checkbook. (Years later I was given the nickname of Woodstock due to my hairstyle...see photo.) In any case, being an "artist" in SE Iowa
tends to seperate you from the crowd. You just don't quite fit in with the norm of people that do own farm machinery, belong to 4H and have raised a prize-winning hog...although I did have a hampshire hog, Jean Luc Pigard, in my house about 7 years ago but that's another story.
Short of the long, I've always been more of an individual, doing my own thing. I've been into photography since I was around 13 years old but it wasn't until I moved to west central Illinois in 1993 and began gardening that I truly embraced it as an art form.
I wasn't an organized gardener so everything was planted all willy-nilly and I couldn't remember what I planted where...so I took pictures as a way to chart my plantings. After a couple of years, I started getting picky about my photos. One thing led to another and before I knew it, I had a room full of camera gear, thousands of photos and 30 cats. Oh, did I mention I live with 30 cats?
Remember how, when you were growing up, there was this crazy, old lady in town that had a herd of cats? Well, I'm her before she started getting blue hair rinses. To say I'm an animal lover is putting it mildly. I feed a number of the local opposums. I don't kill spiders. I rescue worms from mud puddles. I raise praying mantii.
I think being behind a macro lens has opened up a rarely seen world for me and once I visted that world, I could not look upon a "simple bug" the same way ever again. Even a lowly, pesky fly is a remarkable, intricate work of nature.
Aside from visual arts, I also do a little writing...poetry, short stories, essays, etc...and I make a mean pot of vegetarian chili.
Well, for someone that doesn't know what to say about themselves, I surely have prattled on. Just think, you COULD have rotated your tires by now. Oh well, you really should align your car before you do that anyway.
Peace, health, and happiness to all,
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Martha and George
Jr./Sr. Prom
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Well, this explains a lot.
They used to bathe me in
a litterbox.
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My "I'm going to marry
Davy Jones when
I grow up" phase.
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Leisure suit provided by
The Mr. Roper
Fashion Outlet.
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Ashley in disguise
trying to ditch
the paparazzi.
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Sid Lives!
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Those glorious days
of big
and tortured hair.
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Blue lipstick proves to
have a longer shelf life
than Spam.
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RIGHT
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