artist’s way, week nine: artist date

As a child, I delighted in my (brilliantly named) pass-time of thing-finding.  This consisted of wandering around in various places finding things.  During my older brother’s baseball games, my father’s softball games, or a long walks with my mother, I would amuse myself by searching the ground for any fascinating piece of metal, plastic, etc. ... Continue Reading →

artist’s way: week eight

I remember once in the second grade, sitting alone on the edge of this huge sandbox on the playground of my elementary school.  I don’t recall the events that had previous transpired, causing my little seven-year-old brain’s life-altering revelation.  What I do remember is the stark realization that if I simply expect the least-positive outcome... Continue Reading →

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