As I worked today I didn't realize how much I had going on until I walked back in the studio to find this scene in front of me. Art had spilled out of the nice clean and tidy piles I had them in and escaped all over the place.On the table, floor, and even the chair.
No matter how much I work I can't seem to escape it all.
2 comments:
Reminds me of Budd Lake.
it's sad that my life and working habits have not changed much in the last fifteen years.
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