Christine Garza
Bio
I am an author and illustrator, working in watercolor.
After attending The School of Visual Arts in NYC, I relocated to Los Angeles to find myself in Publishing and then Illustration and Design.
My passion is illustrating and writing.
Stories (12)
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SOMETIMES (part 3 of 8)
SOMETIMES-3 41-Neighbors Closer to the Holidays, a woman came in to the pharmacy to drop off a prescription on this one Saturday. It was a coded script, so I had to ask for ID. The woman showed me her license and I took note that it was a NY Drivers License. She told me she was visiting friends.
By Christine Garza5 years ago in Families
SOMETIMES (part 2 of 8)
SOMETIMES-2 21- The Dirty Dozen club (for kids only) In 1989, I started an after school creative program for school aged kids, called The Dirty DozenClub (for kids only) and became licensed for twelve children. We did everything creative under the sun..including, you guessed it, videoing/recreating old commercial jingles. I had a CD that had all the old commercial jingles on them, and the kids acted them out as I played them and videod them. …So much fun, because they added their own little twists.
By Christine Garza5 years ago in Families
SOMETIMES (part 5 of 8)
SOMETIMES-5 81- People and Places Boulder City’s population of 4,000 was a small, tight community. The local bar gave out free beers if the sun didn’t shine any day in Boulder City. In the eight months we lived there, they gave away beers only once.
By Christine Garza5 years ago in Families
SOMETIMES (part 6 of 8)
SOMETIMES-6 101-I am W-O-M-A-N We rolled into town and took an upstairs apt in a house on Tillman street. The owners lived downstairs and there was an inside stairway that separated the two living quarters between the two floors. It was a nice one bedroom apt, with a folding bed set up in the living room for me. I had to make my bed every morning before I left the room, a practice that I keep to this day.
By Christine Garza5 years ago in Families
SOMETIMES ( part 4 of 8)
SOMETIMES-4 61-My Brother, The Marine, and Some Serious Business I don’t recall our first night on the road. I wonder if we stopped one night or my Mom drove right through to South Carolina. Could be either. But when we reached Paris Island, where my brother was stationed in the Marine Corps, I was so excited to see him. This is where he lived now, and I would get to see what it was like for my brother to be a soldier.
By Christine Garza5 years ago in Families
Sometimes
SOMETIMES-6 101-I am W-O-M-A-N We rolled into town and took an upstairs apt in a house on Tillman street. The owners lived downstairs and there was an inside stairway that separated the two living quarters between the two floors. It was a nice one bedroom apt, with a folding bed set up in the living room for me. I had to make my bed every morning before I left the room, a practice that I keep to this day.
By Christine Garza5 years ago in Motivation
