Broken Toyland Newsletter #01, for 2019

Greetings, and Happy New Year! I wish you all the best for 2019! I really truly do.

I also hope everyone had a nice Christmas and Holiday season. One filled with love and peace. Not loneliness and sadness. And if it was, I understand all too well. I wish you healing on all levels.


A quick social media update…
On facebook, they have recently announced they are removing yet more information from our newsfeeds that they don’t feel like we need to be seeing, that they call ‘spammy’. That means posts from small business, like me, will be completely erased unless you physically go to the page to see it. The censoring is just unbelievable. Yet they are inserting more of their own paid ads into our newsfeeds. Every 4 posts or so, last time I checked. That’s a LOT of spam! But literally after this announcement, my sales stopped. I haven’t had a sale in 3 weeks now.
On instagram, it’s similar. You often don’t see new posts for 3 days. 72 hours! if at all.
On both of these social media (owned by the same mega corps), you need to choose to get notifications for new posts. Personally, I am hoping / praying people move on from these two giants, to something that is good for all and doesn’t steal and sell our data and private information. Who also doesn’t censor free speech. GAB.AI is a good one. I’ve been on there about 2 years. But people are so slow to jump on board. Consider it?
I’m also on patreon now, as many of you already know. I started that almost 5 months ago and have 9 patrons. I could sure use some more lol. Every little bit helps me continue to stay afloat and do my art. The patreon thing has been a real blessing, but also a trippy eyeopener. People I never dreamed would help, have. But really, I’m grateful for any 1 dollar amount. Believe me. Those who step up and do Tier #2, get a monthly piece of art. So it’s not like anyone’s just giving for nothing because the gifts I send out, I could sell for more. That said, you can check it out at my patreon account. If you’re interested, of course.

Enough blah blah blah. Let’s see the new art:

Title: I Can’t Let Go Either. 16×20. See if it’s available in my shop.

Title: Heart Of The Forest. See if it’s in my shop.


Look Right Through Me, and MEOW!, are both finger paintings. They are not in my shop yet. I’m still trying to find frames for them.

Title: Until We Meet Again. See if it’s in my shop.

That’s it for new paintings. Not much, because I was trying to create Christmas ornaments through the 3rd week of December. But I have more coming.


On a personal level, my depression is pretty severe and debilitating. Kind words are always much appreciated.
We’ve had weeks of sunless days, dumping snow, shoveling, being trapped inside and I’m about done. But today is sunny and beautiful. And the snow is melting 🙂

Here’s a few photos to end with:

I had a little Christmas tree this year. First time since 2009. So cute, so little (4 feet tall) and so glittery. (Jaxx on the lower right, lol).


Jaxx had more fun shredding the gift wrap than the actual toys lol

lol crazy boy here, but is the sweetest thing ever.

Made cinnamon rolls for the first time, on Christmas morning. Epic.

This was December 28th. We got so much more after this. Ugh. It’s beautiful, but it gets old, fast. When the plow finally came yesterday, they cleared a way for everyone on the street, except me. They pushed all the snow right up to my driveway and I had to manually dig out.

Took this gorgeous lucky shot on Christmas morning. The ravens… MY ravens, waiting for me to put out bread. They were all just sitting in the top of my poplar tree, watching, like they do every morning. They spook so easily and since I was in the window snapping a lot of shots, they decided to leave. That’s when I got this one. I’m in awe that I captured it. So beautiful. I wish I could hold them, scratch their heads and give them kisses lol.
My hope… my prayer… is that those of us who feel like we’re always sinking, can rise and soar like this. Both mentally and emotionally. Rise above all the crud that keeps us down. And that 2019 is kinder to those of us who have had a tough time. Those who have suffered great heartache. I know several people who really got hammered last year with great loss. I felt their pain so intensely and I swear, it did me in. To the point I couldn’t function because I hurt so badly for their losses. I fall short. I know. I can only imagine what it has done to them. That grieves me even more. And just yesterday, my dearest friend’s husband had major surgery. So many things. So many good people being a target of unnecessary garbage. I wish I could duplicate myself and be there for them all, in person. Cook for them, encourage them. Just listen to them… I wish I’d win the lottery so I could make their load lighter. 2019, I hope, will be a year of healing and recovery, rising and soaring above it all. Not in a denial sorta way, but in a overcoming sorta way. You get me?

So, until next time, take care.



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