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Monique

Location:
Dawsonville, GA

My Crafts: I've always loved designing and creating all types of crafts and artwork and most especially Primitive and Folk Art.

My Inspirations: Any and Everything in this life.

My Shows: I've had my work featured in several issues of both Country Marketplace and Country Sampler as well as being blessed with having sold countless desgins & creations on Ebay as well as in numerous online and regular Folk Art Galleries around the the U.S. I was also invited to appear on The Carol Duvall Show several years ago and regrettably had to cancel when I went out of remission for what is almost always a fatal form of bone cancer that I've been in & out of remission from numerous times since 1999 and had surgeries to remove 5 major bones. One as recently as June 17, 2008 which was my entire left shoulder. I was even told in 2001 I was so far gone there was no need to continue the chemo and sent home after being told I had less than 3 weeks left to live. God must have some purpose for me still being here obviously.

My Books: Any and all craft and art books!!!!

My Magazines: Any and all craft and art related mags, as well as numerous home decor mags. And of course since I was honored enough to have work shown in Country Marketplace & Country Sampler those are two BIG favorites. :)

My Music: All kinds of music. In fact I can listen to just about anything other than hardcore headbanging heavy metal or that hardcore rap full of filthy language that demeans women and promotes violent, unlawful and immoral behavior. I do love the Rock music from "my time" (I was born in 1955) and our rock back then was completely different and I also really like alot of the new rock. I guess it's called alternative but I just have to hear it and then decide. I listen to alot old Motown, I like blues, I like the old folk type music like Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan,

My Occupation: Disabled

My Family Members: My hubby & I raised our precious little Grandson from the day he was born 9/8/2002 until 12/13/2006 when he was abducted by his drug addicted mother who had only bothered to visit him 3 times prior in his entire life. After finding out I had the cancer in 1999 our insurance company cancelled us and we ended up losing almost all we had worked our entire lives for and my poor hubby had worked himself crazy trying to rebuild for us & Dylan(grandbaby) then after his abduction we ended up selling or mortgaging to the hilt what we had only for him to end up having a stroke due to all the grief and stress from losing our precious Dylan about 3 months after his abduction. The stroke has left him unable to walk or talk and in very poor health mentally, physically and emotionally but I refuse to have him put away in a nursing home and somehow with the Grace of God we manage to get thru each day with my helping him as best I can, a homenurse Medicaid sends 3 days a week for 5 hrs each day and a whopping total of $947.00 a month disability for both of us combined. If it weren't for my artwork I'd not only go crazy but we would probally starve. LOL

My Other Hobbies: My kitties, a Russian Blue that my little grandson named "Grey Baby" and her "husband" "Little Fella" who is the most beautiful American Snowshoe. He looks like a miniture White Tiger and is one of the most unusual and unique cats I've ever seen. He loves to bathe and I'm speaking of jumping in the shower or tub when the water is running or he also loves to jump on the bathroom counter. Our sink leaks and he will hold his head under it until it's soaking wet and will also catch water in his paw and splash it onto his face. He'll sit when told, he "plays fetch" and when I ask him "where his Num-Num is) he goes straight to the kitchen cabintet and opens the curtain(I have instead of doors)and then paws the top of the cat food cans, what is amazing is we have placed other similar size cans such as tuna, canned chicken,ect. but he will only paw the cat food cans. And I know this either sounds impossible or like the demented rantings and ravings of some crazy old cat woman but people who hear for the first time sit there with thier mouths open wondering if they actually heard what they thought they just did and that is when I say "Lil Fella say MaMa" he actually says "Ma Maaa" with the 2nd Ma drawn out. It is wild. Okay enough of the crazy old cat womans bragging about her precious "Lil Fella" In addition to those 2 there is "Rat" which is a son of Grey Baby and Lil Fellow that never quite got found another home before he had become too much a part of the family to think about not having around. And now there is the new litter which was born the last week in June and consists of a precious lil grey and white girl and another absolutely beautiful male Snowshoe who is becoming more and more like his daddy every day. He is such a little darling and I'd give anything to be able to keep him as my husband who had a stroke and can;t walk or talk has become so attached to him and just lives for me to bring the kitten to him so it can lay next to him or on his chest while he pets it and grins for as long as the kitten will stay still-which if Curtis is lucky and he starts napping can be several hours. I've read and always believed animals can be great therapy and hate to give away one of the only things I've seen bring this poor man joy since his stroke but we are both on Lifeline which only works when the phone is working and unfortunately when the cancer returned in my shoulder and I got where I could barely use my arm and even hand for several months before the total shoulder replacement June 17th and up until just the past few weeks I was unable to complete any of my creations which I sell in order to keep up our bills and help with basic daily living expenses since it is impossible for 2 people to live on the $947.00 total we get for BOTH of us TOGETHER and unfortunately since it was either the Electicity or phone I had to let fall behind I obviously had to opt for phone but I can tell how Curtis constantly tries to test his alert button and the way he behaves in comparison to the time when he had his button actually working that he isn't nearly as secure or safe feeling and that he is much more ill at ease now which does seem to ease up and be replaced with a more peaceful, tranquil and content demeanor when he is petting the little white snowball of a kitten but unfortunately the doctors do feel it is extremely important and potentially quite dangerous for us to live alone without having the Life Alert system which immediately contacts police, fire & ambulance if either of us have an emergency and since he us unable to speak it would be impossible for him to make a proper 911 call so I guess against my hearts desires I'll have to sell him in the very near future. A freind of mines daughter who is more like my own laughed the other day and told me I was only a few kittens and cats shy of actually being one of those crazy old women with a housefull of cats...LOL>>> Oh gosh, I certainly hope not.