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Be that One Person

“Never forget that you are one of a kind. Never forget that if there weren’t any need for you in all your uniqueness to be on this earth, you wouldn’t be here in the first place. And never forget, no matter how overwhelming life’s challenges and problems seem to be, that one person can make a difference in the world. In fact, it is always because of one person that all the changes that matter in the world come about. So be that one person.”
R.Buckminster Fuller (1895-1983) architect,engineer,inventor

The Awiya Project~ Thank you

The last painting of the current project has been delivered!

I want to thank our donors, supporters and recipiants for participating in The Awiya Project! We were given an amazing opportunity to share our talents & abilities with others. Connect with other artists, community fundraising events & organizations and lovers of art.

 This experience has refueled our passion and drive to continue to paint and donate our art for the benefit of others.

A Heartfelt Thank you cannot express the gratitude we feel for sharing in this experience with you.


“Walking the Family Socks”

I was reading over some information I had received in the mail that day, as Lily age 3, was playing in her enchanted realm of imagination.

As I was becoming frustrated with trying to read my mail and the unrelenting visual strain from eye spasms, Lily walks over and plops down at my feet, looks up at me with her big brown eyes, “What’s that?” she asked as she poked my left little toe and giggled. I had on rainbow colored toe socks; the kind of socks that every toe has its own section like fingers of a glove.

“Usdi Girl, Baby girl toe”, i said as her eyes widened and a look of wonderment revealed itself upon her face as she exclaimed ” me!

“Whats that?” she squealed in excitement as she jabbed my toes again. I proceeded to tell her who every toe was starting from little to big.

Usdi (baby) girl, girl, ulv (sister), Etsi (mother), Elisi (Grandmother)

“Whose that?”, “Whose that?” she questioned over and over as she played with the toes on my right foot.

Usdi (baby) boy, boy, vgido(brother), edoda (dad), Eduda (grandpa)

She grabbed my left foot toe and proclaimed ” That’s sister, me Lily ulv” I said yes there you are.

“Guess what Lily?”, “What?” she whispered as if she was going to hear the best secret ever. “You have a family of toes too and they walk with you where ever you go.”

“I do?” she whispered back before she jumped up, spun around and began dancing and singing “I walk mama, I walk socks, I walk mama, I walk socks!”