Hippie Peanut Butter Feeds My Soul

Behind every small-scale enterprise is someone who is so desperately in need of money that they’re willing to get creative. I can’t help but admire and, frankly, relate to that, so I try to support these enterprises whenever I can. If I have a coin, I won’t hesitate to drop it into the hat of a street performer. Shopping at Walmart sucks out a little bit of my soul with every visit, but when I buy homemade peanut butter at the farmer’s market from a hippie who has refused to join the 21st century, or really bad lemonade from a kid on a street that has no foot traffic, or hand crafted Christmas ornaments at the flea market, I feel like I’m supporting someone who is willing to do what needs to be done to survive. These people haven’t given up, and I believe it’s my duty to support that spirit, especially in times like these.

Having said that, I will admit that I’m one of these people. I’m a fractal artist, and once I discovered how popular my art is in the virtual world called Second Life, I decided to expand into the real world. So now my art can be purchased in the form of business cards, cards, mugs, ornaments, prints, puzzles, neck ties, and even a 2013 calendar of which I’m particularly proud. I have over 1300 products just waiting for you, so I please do check them out here.

Here are some examples of my fractals. I hope you like them as much as I like making them, because to be honest, I sure could use the money.

Check out Plumage Plumage

Check out Tree of Life Tree of Life

Check out Batik Butterflies Batik Butterflies

Check out Chihuly Chihuly

Check out Psychedelic Spruce Psychedelic Spruce

Check out Nautilus Nautilus

Check out Growth Growth

Author: The View from a Drawbridge

I have been a bridgetender since 2001, and gives me plenty of time to think and observe the world.

19 thoughts on “Hippie Peanut Butter Feeds My Soul”

  1. I started making my own cashew butter- it’s so easy, and way better than what can be bought !! I wish u luck with your sales (u know I mean it) 🙂

  2. Oh My. It is like words that haven’t yet been given a spoken name have birthed themselves upon us. Gosh that sounds stupid, but here is beauty that has not been named. I Love.

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