Improv from the Master’s Hand, Kate Ashbury

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The first group of improvers were sharp, on their toes and hilarious.

Improv Moves fast so keep up.

Kerry is out with a sweet young thing and leaves him jumping. On the left.

On the right , the family heals and they remain together.

And last we watch two funny, funny improvers.

Pick a word out of the bucket said Chad, it’s Angledust.

His partner sticks his whole head in, snorts, and rises above the chair.Yep that did it. I’m an angel, he calls out. Can it be? Everyone shakes their head in agreement.

That’s it Folks.

Original pictures belong to Kate Ashby. Prints for students and improvers, 20$, 30$ for all three. 11 x14″ leave me a comment or email to

Three Divas in Space, Their Job an Inspiring Fix , featuring the latest works

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Dr. Radiator says, “You won’t feel a thing.”

image Oh dear said the divas. Y

The World out there, can it be? Tail # 1

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Locked out of my blog. Imagine standing with passwords zipping by

No substance , no suitcase, a quick rinse, ooo dressed in clean couture, a skirt with a tidal wave hem, pumps broken in.

There’s not a tear in the sky, I drift by. Wait 

Meeting to update white arms

Sky attack won

Land attack follow me, clearing the way

Now, bugles, moved by a powerful force from behind 

Go, go nonevasive? Not 

Surrounding snot. 

I’m shot, joking

Stroking my long hair, bare

And sizzling, someone I never knew b4

Endorsed by a following of incredible minds 

Born in black holes, out of horrific times

Left behind is the slime

Feel brighter, lighter


Aside, moo moo the Hathors are here.

Dr. Radiation

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You’re right. Well I feel a little burnt and my lungs feel as if they’re stuck to the back of my chest. I can hardly walk , a few more steps, at the subway.  Startled I awoke, and didn’t know where’s I was. Oh my how did I get on the Yonge line?  I would have gotten off and changed. Driver nothing looks familiar. I don’t know ..oh you do, just tell me where to go. Thank you . I’m home.

Barbara eat something , more than potato chips, I had had two bags. I was wobbling and then I fell hard, backwards. I would be lying here till I died O.K,. Thursday.  I hurt then I made myself get up, like Jesus. Right to bed.

You won’t feel a thing.

After a week or so of a tortured bent over, gait, hunched over I aged about 50 years. I called the palliative care doctor. He came the next day and he said one of your legs is longer than the other,  aha you. have a broken hip. Which one right or left? I asked because  my foot was swollen from something else. Should I call the ambulance? I ‘ll  stay with you  until it comes.

No, no I’m doing something.

Three days later I  finished my 10 day overdue submission and agree to go get an X-ray. Then I had to decide which hospital. I had one choice and promised not to change it.  Arriving at 2 p.m. And at 1 a.m. I was declared fit as a fiddle, no breaks or anything.  I had to go by cab as I was too tired.

I told him not to be so certain until you’re certain with proof. I was walking and I had looked it up on the internet, Dr. Mazotta, anyone can be a doctor they just have to study a few years longer and pay more tuition. You don’t have to be that smart. He shook his head in agreement.

I only met one other MD who wasn’t that smart and he wa

Dr. Who missed the cancer diagnosis. How could he have been so stupid and it took another year and a half till I had an X-ray for something else. So I just want to say your lungs are in the back of your chest. He said it was because my book bag was too heavy.
Are you still moving to Canada?

Dr. Radiator said I had a year to live without treatment. When I arrived he asked me what I was doing back.  Right it was two years later.  I love proving people wrong, don’t you.


Oh dear said the divas turning green

Venezuela celebrates with bunnies making dunk shots into hungry mouths, a novel idea

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[gallery size=full ids=’885′ “Did you think I handed out all the wine and bread. No, No I’m Jewish.”

Jesus laughed and said, “So am I”

This is an original: watercolour, pen and ink, drawing on paper,

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Don’t Cry for Me Venezuela, I Cry for the Children.

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here comesrthe_Fotor_Fotor

I’ll Teach Them to Drink Sunlight. Yummy, Filling Sunshine.

Message to the Venezuelan Despot

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Feed Your People. They live there, this is their home. For a few cents a day they could  love  you and work with you.

Amazing even I know this.