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Kristine B. McAnelly

@kb.mcanelly

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1984 Selfie. You cannot escape. Actions count.
Poet-Painter-Sculptor. Cat Lady. Soup Stirrer. I’m an incubator according to my youngest.

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I wish I’d made the effort to contact the man, thank him for his work and pick his brain for how to move forward with mine.

Rest peacefully Roger Allers. Your legacy brought up an entire generation with dancing, singing, and laughter. by @kb.mcanelly

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9 months ago

Grandad's desk set and pencil, Mom's mug, Grandma's hefty reader. #throwbackthursday #memories #toolsofthetrade by @kb.mcanelly

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3 years ago

Neon experiment next. WIP. taken in Kentucky by @kb.mcanelly

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3 years ago

Where's the ice cream! taken in Kitchen by @kb.mcanelly

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3 years ago

Grandma's toaster still works after clueless years. I remember standing on an old fashioned red seated stool to push the pop up button. by @kb.mcanelly

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5 years ago

Hunter prefers the top side of cupboards to this high rise. by @kb.mcanelly

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5 years ago

Adjusting perceptions. Fine tuning my dreams. In a temporary space. In need of patience while searching for reality between paperwork and applications. All I brought with me was kitties, clothes, dying laptop and indignant smartphone. Bought pens, paper and a printer. taken in Columbus, Ohio by @kb.mcanelly

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5 years ago

Late Brunch. This should hold me off till dinner at 7pm. Peanut butter, Fage yogurt, and cinnamon. Plus a sliced Gala apple to dip with. No greasy chips here. #teamkentucky #eatinghealthyiseasy taken in Taylorsville, Kentucky by @kb.mcanelly

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7 years ago

#teamkentucky #coolcatsofinstagram taken in Spencer County by @kb.mcanelly

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7 years ago

This is part of a mural on a gas tank for a new friend. Not perfect, and definitely a learning curve with COPD some years back. A trade for clothes and art supplies. And moral support when none seemed to be available. A friend. Be a friend when you can. Sometimes we can’t. Sometimes we are dealing with so much that we aren’t sure what to do next. That requires me to stop and wait, pause, breathe and learn what the next step is toward where I am meant to be or grow. This edit is with gratitude. I have work to share but do not feel it’s the right time. Reality. by @kb.mcanelly

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9 years ago