Last night I took advantage of some relaxing time at home and decided to watch Tim Burton’s dark and whimsical interpretation of Alice in Wonderland, (it didn’t hurt that Johnny Depp was in it, as I shamefully admit a secret crush I’ve had on him for years now).
It was an interesting go at an old tale and reminded me of a poetry assignment I had in the 2nd grade when I had to memorize and recite JABBERWOCKY by Lewis Carroll in front of the whole class. Maybe in all it’s treasured way that’s what led my desire to be a storyteller?
The drawing above was done in the Magic Kingdom a few years back, (thought it’d be nice to share another place Alice calls home). – Michele