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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Spring is pushing into my bones

After the latest light snowfall, I raked the flower beds and received infinite feelings of gratitude for the natural world. There is a glorious feeling when heavy wet leaves are scraped away and uncover fresh sprouts shooting up, fragile and strong, against all odds. My model and I cavorted in glee. I am hoping my closely cropped painting still carries a remnant of the idea in spite of the abstraction.

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