
glass: Browse The Strips
Thursday, July 24, 1980

Sunday, February 27, 1983

Wednesday, November 23, 1983

Tuesday, November 29, 1983

Wednesday, November 30, 1983

Thursday, December 1, 1983

Tuesday, January 31, 1984

Monday, March 26, 1984

Tuesday, May 15, 1984

Wednesday, June 6, 1984

Tuesday, June 12, 1984

Sunday, July 1, 1984

Monday, July 2, 1984

Tuesday, January 1, 1985

Sunday, January 6, 1985

Saturday, March 15, 1986

Thursday, July 10, 1986

Sunday, September 14, 1986

Sunday, January 18, 1987

Sunday, March 21, 1993

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Lynn's Comments: When plastic glasses were introduced to our household in the 50's Alan and I used them for everything from sandbox scoops to stacking toys. It was fun to see how much water we could hold with the suction from our mouths before the glass would fall off. Hopefully we would catch it before it hit the floor and alerted the authorities. Having two kids in the strip allowed me to recall so many of my own childhood antics.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Lynn's Comments: Once again, I grit my teeth and told a tale that actually happened.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Lynn's Comments: We were in a dark, high-end restaurant in Winnipeg.
Thursday, November 29, 2012

Lynn's Comments: June Willis was not an actual name. These people were fictional.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Lynn's Comments: Working at home meant that I could wear anything. I was usually in jeans and a sweater when my day began. After a few years of this kind of garb, I began to envy the ladies who actually dressed up for work: whose wardrobe was current and whose appearance was groomed. When I told them I wished I had an excuse like they did to get gussied up and look professional, they did say they envied me the freedom I had. I still got them to admit, however, that it does lift one's mood to be dressed up and looking GOOD once in awhile!
Monday, March 25, 2013

Lynn's Comments: I would occasionally use the floor of my studio if I had larger illustrations to sort through--or to dry. Art supplies are a magnet for kids, and mine were often in the room looking for scrap paper and other things they were allowed to have. One time I did have posters drying on the floor and Katie did accidentally walk on them. Fortunately they were dry, but she was so upset, she cried. Today she is an artist, too--so even then, she had respect for original art!
Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Lynn's Comments: I love yard sales.