thinking as visual flow
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Dear Diary
I began keeping what I call a diary calendar in 1967 during my senior year of high school. My family had moved to London at a time that predated electronic communication. Countless tissue-thin light-blue aerogrammes traversed the Atlantic between me and my besties in the States. So as to keep track of when I wrote Continue reading
My Story
In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my life as an artist.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
My compass points: bust through fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.
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