Monday, October 19, 2009
Returning to a Celestial Dancer
The background was painted five years ago, and today I determined to finish the painting. Nightfall has come, and no. Perhaps tomorrow. She is one of my Celestial Dancers. Why do I resist her?
My apartment is small; my two children, son, 22, daughter, 18, live with me. That is my dining room table, yes.
We make room for our art, we have to.
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I totally understand Brenda...Donna
ReplyDelete:) Donna! Thanks for your comment. And as an artist having raised 4 children, I know you know what I mean! xo
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