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Maintenance The Artist and Her Studio I had one of those rare days when I could sit back and look at my clean, organized house – my studio. (For all of about 15 minutes, of course). I rather liked the way it looked, and I sat back and inhaled the quiet – while it lasted,…
I remember those days when my world was spinning out of control. Oh, how I remember those days! I learned a few things (the hard way). Those older women telling me, “Enjoy them now because they grow up so fast!” were not encouraging to me on those I-am-so-weary days. What helped me most was the time…
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