Art runs in my family...
I used to love watching my mom draw...still do. She would draw these intricate flowers and eyes and doodles that I would try and recreate. I wish she had kept them. I supposed the paper would have been easy, but the tea and spaghetti covered butcher paper might have smelled weird after a while...crayons and all.
My Aunt Paula, my dad's sister, was also as artist. Many of her pieces hang in various family homes.
I hope that my art will last the test of time as well.
Here are just a few...
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