Ellen Stedfeld
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Perpetually immersed in drawing, illustration, and creative experiments, at live events and @EllesaurArts.com
Community arts in NYC/Queens -- now sketching NY Comic Con, Oct 8-12th 2025
Love participating in challenges to motivate new work!
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Broken Buckets
In nursery school, I learned a funny song about a man (Henry) who tells his wife (? implied by "dear Liza" and their mundane banter) that there's a hole in his bucket, then she admonishes him "so fix/mend it", therefore "with what?" As it goes back and forth repetitively, she advises him to plug the hole with straw. Well, the straw needs to be cut, the knife needs to be sharpened, the stone needs to be wet, and of course he should fetch water - with a bucket!
By Ellen Stedfeldabout 6 hours ago in Humans
Heart Tunes
Sometimes I can't discern the lines that were mine from the tunes that my heart sang along to, and I'm afraid to make a quotable phrase in case it's actually an embedded memory, accidental plagiary, or an invention of my own that's simply far too similar to those that came before, an ignorant sentiment, better solved by an educated mind than parading it as newfound brilliance, yet I still want to write such wisdom in loopy language like the bookmarks I used to collect as a child, or tattoo it on my arm only to wipe it off next week, when I find the next sentiment to try on for size.
By Ellen Stedfeld10 months ago in Poets
Resurrection Muffins
They taste like Easter morning. Even now, imagining them in my head for a moment, I crave to make them. If only my apples in the fridge hadn't gone bad, and does the color matter? Do we even have any flour in the house, and eggs... I can't even get eggs for my usual breakfast while we're in a price hike and shortage. There is an egg in this, right? Oh duh, I can easily confirm that with a glance at the recipe I just dug up. Of course, an egg. That's how baking usually works, isn't it?
By Ellen Stedfeldabout a year ago in Feast
