Life, when not lived in the present, is full of regrets. This was our summer home in Oregon when I was growing up. We should have never sold it. They say you can't go home again. I did, and realize how much I miss my all-time favorite home.
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Making art is like making life. My teacher told us, “take care of your life and your art will take care of itself.” Alois Senefelder, the ...
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