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Old Loves

This is an old stool I refinished and painted with a little trompe l'oeil a long time ago. My guy still uses it every day. It reminds me of when I was a teenager, and how I had quite arrogantly decided that I'd either be a painter or a poet. I wasn't particularly talented at either, but you know how you are when you discover the art in yourself for the first time. Eventually I found another passion and gave up both to follow a different path, which turned out to be the right one for me.

May you find an old love that makes you smile today.

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