Without Measure…

A little reminder for selfcare… I matted and packaged these 5×7 prints, and a few are heading out the door… if you’d like a little reminder on your wall you can either contact me at: abrah.work [@] gmail.com or use the PayPal button below. They are $8 each plus $4 s/h.



Art Print

"Without Measure" matted print, includes shipping/handling



February is, in general, my least favorite month. It’s gray, and nowhere near time to start fantasizing about Spring. I’m feeling stressed and should have known not to listen to VPR on my drive to the office this morning. They were reading the names and stories of the children and adults that died in the Florida shooting. I only made it through 4 of them before I started tearing up and turned it off. My mind and heart can’t balance listening to the horror and platitudes and political nonsense that is out there while driving through my small Vermont town, where sometimes my biggest worry is whether the store will have the bulk coffee I like. I read some headline news at lunch time, and it felt like like my aura just dimmed to the point of being gray. I’ll pack up my backpack and walk to my car; stop at the store for some coffee and head home. I’m trying to feel grateful but I just feel inadequate. Hoping you all find color and kindness in your day, either give it or accept it, however it finds you.


The Morning Blur

Every morning feels the same. I like routine but I was thinking this morning that these first few hours have turned into something like the movie “Groundhog Day.” Maybe it would help if I had my alarm set to random tones? This was my morning sketch, trying to do something with my hands and brain before settling into the grind of work.


Remember to stop

I dragged myself into the woods for a walk today, it was a brisk 10 degrees out. I usually glimpse a handful of the herd of deer that live out back, see their tails bouncing along. Today I caught sight of them heading down the hill so I stopped to watch. And squinted. And squinted some more. Then zoomed in with my camera and found this gal squinting back at me.


Sink Spider

There’s a small spider living in our kitchen sink. Usually I see her at night and she manages to scuttle down the drain before I can do anything. This morning she was up bright and early while I was making my coffee. She’s a little bossy. And a little scary looking.