A drawing from a dream I once had. On a beach, there were many ghosts telling me their stories and this stairway is where they descended from.
A hand engraved, bone mirror I bought in Fez. After much haggling, I paid half its asking price. Saw the same mirror a year later at a store in NY for the exact price I'd paid.
A Valentine's day gift from my daughter. I must be doing something right.
A postcard by Jean-Michel Basquiat that my husband bought from him for $1.00 when he was completely unknown.Luchy
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