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In the course of holiday activities my husband found time to work in the attic and present piles of stuff to the grown children for them to sort through and decide what to keep and what to get rid of. He presented a long forgotten pile of artwork to me from college and grad school that I was very happy to rediscover. A nagging question of late surfaced in that pile of artwork: “What happened to the artist I was?” Where did she go, that young, passionate girl who was driven then to follow her artistic path? I found pieces of her in the pile of artwork and I intend to give her time to create and room to breathe. This is my hope for the new year.Hope for the New Year
08 Jan 2012 Leave a comment