that I will spend time on. This artist is right up my alley, as the old saying goes. Jeanne gives us great photos, wonderful books and fun conversation. Go see.
So, I'm sitting in the chair at the hairdresser and I look down at my jeans and I see beautiful splashes of paint. On MY jeans. Oh my, oh my. I think I am an artist! For years I have been drawing, doodling, even sustaining occasional bouts of crafting and dismissing my efforts as 'interesting messes'. Then one day, I complained to an accomplished artist friend that I couldn't draw. She picked up the piece I'd been working on and said, "Of course you can draw. You draw like this." And now I am wearing paint spattered jeans in public. It feels good to be an artist. I'm ready, lets go.
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Thanks so much, Laura. I hope I can keep up and keep you interested. It's so good to find compadres on the trail.
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