tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38291634281627407622011-11-27T17:54:08.504-06:00My blog is a way for me to express my feelings and creativity...through my paintings and some of my poetry. I started painting in acrylics 2 years ago...and I believe I have come a long way in that time. I have to recognize and thank all the members of Wet Canvas....and online art communtiy for all their help in my growth!!Susan J. Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04405937206406739162noreply@blogger.comBlogger621100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829163428162740762.post-35730492314258367932011-05-29T19:34:00.000-05:002011-05-29T19:34:48.312-05:00

Thursday they finally fixed the phone, and sent my internet kit. Friday I cleaned most of the kitchen cabinets and lined them. Yesterday I dusted and placed the first load of living room furniture, and moved the boxes to their appropriate rooms...to make way for the next loads...lol.  Here's a few views...the couch/futon will go in front of the picture window and the tv and antique dry sinks will

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Quick update...too tired for much.  The roadblocks keep coming, but I refuse to give in. Last night my brakes went out again....this time a brake line.  Then had to go to the lawyer's office to sign some papers and get the process of probating Bob's will started.  Even after a late start I got most of the rugs moved and the grill, and some odds and ends. I am nearly finished cleaning up the new

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Kind of short on time....I have more nails to pull from usable lumber....and some cleaning up to do. Plus a ton of stuff here at home to do as well.  Here are a few new pics...the trim is going up today, on windows, floors and door-less openings.  Also, Eric plans to make the cabinet doors today. He has to leave on Tuesday...but it should be liveable by then.  The doors are up... and here

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It’s hard to believe Bob has almost been gone 2 months...maybe because we miss him so much?  It has been hard on Bibba, but once we started praying for a hug from Jesus, his face lights up when we do. Once he told me how pretty He was, and kissed the air as tho’ on someone’s cheek I refuse to speculate or question what he sees.  I am just truly thankful that he gets peace from it, as do I. As

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I have been sitting and pondering a lot lately, kind of dreading this update to my blog.  I wonder sometimes about the meanings of random things and occurences.that everyone has in their lives. About a week and a half ago, Bob came home in amazement at what he had seen...there was a whole tree, standing at the edge of the road, but on the pavement...it was cut clean at the bottom, yet stood tall

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I feel like I have been holding my breath for almost a month. During the demo, Bob seemed to come down with the flu (the one they were calling "the flu that was not the flu", for some reason). He was finally so miserable that he went to the doctor and got shots and antibiotics and cough syrup, etc. We got the loan to fix things up and called my son-in-law to come and help, thinking we would be

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A post or two ago, I showed you a photo of our Christmas present....the house: Here are more before pics...as promised earlier... Bob surveying his new kingdom.... the side yard...can't wait to fill the bird bath...I will be able to see it from my studio :) the back of the house... This ugly shed will go, and be replaced

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Things have been hectic here...and I have been busy packing and sorting thru' things, and Bob and I have been spending more time together.  I know I mostly talk about art, and my life, and usually avoid politics & religion for obvious reasons...but today I felt compelled to speak. I may get a lot of flack for this...but I after reading a number of political arguments today, on FB and blogs, and

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Bob is home, and tho' things are far from peaceful, they are better.  Bubba has a hard time dealing with stress, so he acts out when there is a lot of it around; I would say Bob's stay in the hospital would rank fairly high on the stress level. It is hard getting used to Bob being home now, and then for him to be gone...it was not the same as him being on  the road.  I had a hard time sleeping

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Well, I am wondering...is it just that we anticipate a better life? or are we destined never to find it? Bob is in the hospital and they are not sure if he had another heart attack or just angina...which is new.  We are hoping he can come home today...but then we hoped that yesterday too. Hard to get coherent thoughts together...will post more later.  All prayers and good thoughts are welcome!!

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Hmmmmm...let's see....add two parts stress, and four parts pain in joints, as the year passes take these to the square root of 10 and increase exponentially as time gets shorter and the sun shines, increase the stress by larger portions when the pain reaches critical points...add in the volatility of the manchild increased by the sum of insanity plus the lack of a caregiver, but only when it's

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I am sure you are tired of my excuses for NOT blogging, so I am going to try to come up with more reasons FOR me to do it.  I am not really sure for one, that anyone reads it to start with, but it is a way to say alot of what I am thinking and to see my artwork displayed, and to talk just a bit about it. So, since we last 'spoke', the grinch stole Christmas, or at least the commercial end of it

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As my world spins more and more out of control, or so it seems, we seem to be approaching the holidays...zooming past one on the way....at light speed.  I swear it was just a few months ago that we did all this stuff, and that I should have lots more time.  I need more time!! Foolishly, I got on Facebook....sigh....and the hubby talked me into playing some of the farm games.  Now mind you I am

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Sometimes real life gets in the way, sometimes people get in the way, but lately I just have not cared...about anything. Don't recall ever feeling this way for this long. I have such great plans to blog every day, so in case anyone actually reads this, they would not have to wait weeks to hear from me. I get so caught up in painting, and such, that I never seem to have the time. I need to become

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Since he does not get online, I can post this now.  No one can say that I did not have this done before his birthday!! I am embarassed to say, but for some insane reason, I forget his birthday.  When we were young, we celebrated he and my grandma's together....his was the second of September, and hers was the third.  Some how, at some point...I put them together, and thought his was the 23rd of

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With the start of school, and all the little ones going off for the first time to kindergarden, I started thinking and remembering.  I sent my three off, with 3 different sets of feelings...some traumatic, some cheerful, with pride and sadness.  Most seemed dependant on how many children I had.  I also thought about how funny it is, with the first child, we cannot wait for them to walk and talk

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And it disappears completely, when you are painting!! I have been working on the horse I started, trying to get his shoulder right....so I can start another. I also started one with a few donkeys or burros...it is not done yet by any means. When not painting, I have been dozing at the computer, since I am still working on getting my son to sleep at night and not in the daytime.  I have managed

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A number of my friends have lost their pets lately, and it started me remembering. Over the years I have had a number of pets....some were what I call successful, or a good match...some were not. An aside: If you don't know it, the worst time to buy a cute little puppy or fuzzy little kitty, is while you are pregnant...unless you have had LOTS of pets before. Your maternal instincts are in high

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Another late night, and not much really accomplished tho'...painting when you are tired is not a good thing sometimes. Tho' once in awhile, if your head shuts down, and your 'soul' takes over you can get some really good things. It has been slow here with no shows, and Dunn's restaurant closed I had about 40+ paintings hung there. So far my online sights have produced alot of compliments, but few

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In two afternoons, I dismantled most of the 'imitation' (no splitting, just logs)rail fence that I put up a couple years ago. I learned that the settlers must have used hardwook, not southern pine, because it rots...sigh. Oh well, it looked nice for awhile; even tho' it was a pain to try and mow around. Now I will have an easier time mowing. That I also did, and learned that with the new

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I’ve often written in my poetry, about the little girl inside, of me, of all of us, in a sense. Well, I feel as tho’ she has stopped crying for now…she found the person who had always made her feel safe this weekend. The adult had already found someone to care for her, after many empty years; but it seems as tho’ the inner child, the one who was always so afraid, and was so hurt, had needed this

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For some reason I have been having alot of trouble sleeping, and making myself go to bed at a decent hour. There have been way too many nights of 3:00, 4:00, 5:00 am bedtimes...which is making it increasingly difficult to get as much rest as I need. I thought that if I could just get Bubba back to sleeping nights, instead of wandering, that I would just go back to my routine. I spent so many

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In honor of this Blogger birthday, which is next month, and their interest in why we are blogging, I not only started to think about it, but decided to participate. I restarted to blog, in 2008, I did it for a number of reasons. I still wanted to do what I had wanted in 2004, I needed another outlet for my stress, and, being honest, I need to sell some of my artwork. I always feel like I am not

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Look I am back again...two days in a row!! If I could have found a smiley that was patting itself on the back...I might have put it up! Today was just a run around in 100°+ day...drugstore, library, artist/paint stores, groceries, and dinner out for my son! His caregiver came with us, because he really loves trips to town, but his behavior is sometimes more than I can handle alone. All in

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I am almost embarrassed to write anything here...it was never my intentions to let such a long time pass. I want to tell anyone who actually follows my blogs, that I am in the process of combining the two...Dragonswhispers will be incorporated into this one. I just simply do not have the time or energy to do two. I hope everyone understands!The last time I wrote, my husband Bob had had another

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I really have become frustrated about finding time to do these blogs. I need to find a way to find the time to sit down every day and talk. We finally have a caregiver again for my son, which is such a blessing. But real life is still interfering with everything I try to do.Bob suffered congestive heart failure in Salt Lake City, Utah on Dec. 11th. They are still not sure what will happen. They

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I have changed the name of this year...to the year of the heart. From heart attack to heart attack to heart attack, and also the melding of two hearts at my son's wedding.First my dad in April, then my hubby in July, my son's wedding in August, and then my hubby again just last week. As the year of the heart...my heart has the joy of still having all these hearts with me!!But in spite of it all

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For anyone who wants to know the latest insanity in my life...check out Dragonswhispers. It is too much to go into twice...lol!I have gotten a little painting done... not as much as I wanted, but more than I thought I would.Here's one for the guys...And one for the ladies....With time short I will just post a few more, and try to be back soon...Some wildflowers....The family...May you all have a

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Well, I can see that all the good intentions in the world do not always win out over life simply getting in the way. I had thought I would have lots of time to blog. Hey it's not like I have an outside job...so I should have loads of time, right? Somehow, that is not happening. I suppose all I can do is try.Shortly after Bubba came home from his respite care, he had a doctor's appointment; just a

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I wish I had been able to write earlier, but between my dad's health, and the return of the manchild...things have been crazier than anticipated. Dad seems to be doing better; they are all moved into a seniors apartment. Dad says a few mornings at first my mom thought they were in a motel, on a trip. I imagine it would be hard to move after 55 years in the same place. So many memories in each

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Things here have been totally chaotic...it is so hard to explain all that happens in my life. Some out there that have special needs children would understand, tho' each child is different. With Bubba's blend of Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, ADHD, and autism...well, I can say that we rarely have a dull day! And if it is quiet, it is only because he is asleep, and getting the energy for another

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Since I last posted, my dad went back into the hospital. They have been doing tests all week, and had one more to do today.We got the results of the test, and it was not good. There is nothing to fix. His heart muscle is just old and tired.They are sending him home for now, and are going to insist on totally assisted living. This is going to break their hearts, because they were so certain that

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Since I last posted, my dad went back into the hospital. They have been doing tests all week, and had one more to do today.We got the results of the test, and it was not good. There is nothing to fix. His heart muscle is just old and tired.They are sending him home for now, and are going to insist on totally assisted living. This is going to break their hearts, because they were so certain that

Susan J. Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04405937206406739162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829163428162740762.post-84429096219499222012008-07-15T15:36:00.003-05:002009-06-21T18:14:25.912-05:00

Since I last posted, my husband had a heart attack; altho' they called it a 'cardiac incident', from what I could see it was the same thing. He had a heart catheterization, and while they were inside they put in some stents. A couple of the bypasses, of the 5 that he had done in 2000, had clogged or were clogging up. He is feeling much better now, and is going back to work tomorrow. I could have

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As June closed, and July started...weeks of painting to my hearts content stretched ahead of me. I was beginning to relax about my dad, who seems to be doing better. I finished up alot of work for a friend, which took about 2 weeks, and did some yardwork (tho' not really enought...lol). Yet it was looking good...I showed you some of what I was working on, and had so many ideas of what and where I

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Many thoughts whirling around in this old brain...but the most frightening is the "mother of the groom" one. I actually find myself somehow tying it in with the invitation that came in the mail for my 40th High School Class Reunion...arggghhh! How can it be 40 years?? I want my old body back...the one before gravity had it's way with me...before all those tiny little bedtime snacks snuck up on my

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It has been a long week with Wet Canvas down. I did not realize how very spoiled I was, and how much I had come to rely on the the comments of other artists, in judging my own work. Now that I have not had that for a week...am I any closer to deciding myself what I like, and what I don't? I am not sure; but it has given me food for thought. I know my daughter, who is an artist, wonders why I am

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Well, I finally can see the floors and some of the walls, in my new office/studio. I have 3 tables to draw on...one with a drafting-type top that adjusts to different angles; one that is just flat for sketching, tracing, drawing, reading, or whatever I need to do, and one for my easels, so I can paint on them. Sometimes I paint on an easel, sometimes I like to lay it flat...it all depends. I

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I thought I would have more time to paint, with my son in respite care; however, that does not seem to be the case. I suppose that is how things usually go. If there is a hole, something will fill it; and I had a hole in my time consumption, and things have filled it. I have been doing alot of yard work, because the grass refuses to quit growing; in fact with all the rain this spring, it is

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Well, it is quiet, but it is not calm. Since Bubba left, it has been a bit more hectic than I had planned. The pickup needs work and tires, the air conditioner died, and now dad is back in the hospital. It is always something, or so it seems.I am so angry at the doctors, and at the closing of ranks to protect each other. First they messed up on the meds they gave him after the surgery, and he

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Finished a few things up...not much, but a few.I finished the Renoir...Two Girls at the Piano...it was quite a learning experience.I did a few more tiny tweaks on Thunderhoof...just moved a few clouds mostly to give it a better look...Let me see where I was in showing you what I have done....(This was a post I thought I had posted, and finished....obviously that was not the case. Not going to go

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The North MS Regional Center called this am...wanted to know if I would like to move Bubba's respite care (where he stays at the center for a few months, to give me a break), up just a bit? They had called last week to say it would be late summer, but they just had a cancellation...so it is tomorrow. It took me about an hour to pack him up...practice makes perfect? Not that I am excited...lol. I

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Just had to show you what I have been doing....I started a number of paintings with the new photos of Water Valley in the late 1800's and early 1900's. This one is my favorite so far....I used a new (to me) technique to do the background...and I like how it is turning out. It is still a work in progress....but I just had to put it up for you. It is 16x20 on canvas board.I am also working on one

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As of about 4:30 yesterday afternoon, Bubba graduated!He seemed to think it was fun, and kept everyone laughing. He and Logan, the other graduate were good friends while attending the Scott Center in Oxford, MS. Hopefully, tho' school is out, he will continue to grow and learn. Tho' I suppose his teacher will have to be me now.This is a picture of him with his teacher, Ms. Minnie.When we got home

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Things here remain chaotic...dad is back in the hospital,Bubba graduated yesterday, and the great move...well, it moves on. I really wish things would calm down a bit...but then I suppose that would not be real life.I want to thank Rex from the Deer Camp Blog for his generous praise of my portrait of Thunderfoot. It was a pleasure to go out to the camp and do a plein air painting of this majestic

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Well, things here are busy, been trading offices with hubby so I have more room for my studio. So far things are a bit awkward, mostly because things are in different places than they were, which leaves me reaching the wrong places...lol. It should be great when I get done.I have been working on paintings for the watermelon festival. And I spent alot of time with the curator of the local museum

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Hubby had a great idea the other morning, he suggested that since I am painting now, and using my office as a studio as well as office, that maybe I should have the larger room, instead of him. He is on the road most of the time, so he really did not need all that space.I hesitated, thinking of all the effort to move everything. Yet, after he went into his office and started clearing me space, I

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It has been a long time between posts, I know. I apologize, but real life has been interfering. If you are interested in exactly what happened, you can read all about it in Dragonswhispers; it is just too long to tell the whole story again. Let's just say that at the moment, everyone's health is good, my dad is on the road to recovery, all the tornadoes jumped over us or went around us, and I

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I apologize for not posting for such a long time. Since I last posted, alot has happened in real life, which left little or no time for anything else. Shortly after my last post, Bubba's arm got broken. He was throwing rocks, and not at a target, unless you consider me and the windows of my pickup as targets...lol. I tried to make him get up off the ground and come inside the house...he resisted.

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Hi there. Things here have been busy as usual. I had a showing this weekend, plus my hubby was home, so I got very little done except running around. I did not sell anything, on Saturday or Sunday, so I had to go back yesterday and take everything down and pack it up. Dragging all my paintings around is alot of work. Then I met my hubby for lunch, since our son actually went to school...that

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Hi, all ! Well the sale is over, and it was sort of a dud. The only ones who sold anything were some teenagers, whose relatives and friends purchased things. Not that they were not good, some of them were quite talented. It just reminded me of how many years I have wasted.It did get me out of the house and away from things, so I guess it did serve an important purpose. I suppose I got a bit

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Rough week, and weekend. Even my son's new caregiver got to see one of his 2 hour temper tantrums. Don't think he has done that for her at school. A few of the days were so bad I wrote a poem in "honor" of them...lol.AN ODE TO THIS MORNINGAh, the strident sound of screaminga sweeter background was never madeTo start the morning with a frown,to spring from bed where once you laid.The oven's hot

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Sorry I haven't gotten a chance to post in awhile; I haven't had much chance to do anything. I did work on upgrading my websites; but then I can do that in between watching my son, and running after him. Writing , and painting are a little more time consuming, and I need all my concentration or I just babble, or scribble.I haven't sold any more paintings in the library show, but I did get a

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This was definitely not the weekend I had planned. I did not plan to get sick, or have so much stress. However, I did get a little painting done, actually more than I might have because the Wet Canvas site was down for most of the weekend...so with no online interference, I did some more work on my new local piece: I messed around a bit with finishing touches on other stuff, but not

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I hope none of you are as sick as I have been the last few days. It is one of the times, when I wish I was a kid or husband, so I could just be sick, and did not have to still do the laundry, cook, and try to clean some. However, I guess that is just part of being a mom; you would think I would be used to it by now.With my son, now, there is just no way for him to understand that mom is feeling

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After the storms we have had the last day or so....some outside and some inside (my son); this is definitely a pretty day. The sun is shining and I am so in the mood to paint. I suppose I should go on with the progression I was showing of my work....I sort interrupted myself with the sale at the new show.And then my son tends to interupt my life when he refuses to go to school, as he has done for

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I am feeling quite upbeat this morning. My son decided to go to school, which for him is a big step; ever since the Thanksgiving and Christmas breaks he decided he would rather stay home and sleep all day. It happened last year too, and it sure is hard on me. I had been without a caregiver for almost a month, but a new one started this weekend. She will be easy to work with, because she is also

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After alot of questioning of friends and some vote taking...lol, I finally decided on three paintings to put in the show at the local library. It did not seem so difficult to get it from 50+ down to 10, but from 10 down to 3 was alot harder. I decided to simply let people vote and go with everyone else's decision. The top 3 were:The Oxford Train Depot, acrylics on an 11x14 canvas panelThe Bridge,

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Wow...I am so sorry, that so very much time has passed. I cannot even come up with too many compelling reasons, tho' there are a few. My apologies to: The one and only...me, Mark Mize, Lewistaft4317, and johnsmigh94065293...your comments were appreciated, and I am sorry for any let down involved in my lack of answers. I hope the following will help you understand what I have been just a bit busy

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Learning how to use this particular editor, is teaching me a number of ways to improvise, and I am also having to remember alot more HTML, than I was planning to. However, I want this to look, the way I want it to look, not just how it decides to put it together; so far this is not easy. The help features are not exactly simple to use, or at least not for me, because everytime I try a search, it

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I started painting at the end of August, during a cancer scare; I needed something to keep me occupied during all the testing and surgery and mostly all the weeks of waiting in between. My daughter, also an artist, had been challenging me for two years to try painting with a brush, not a mouse. So, I tried it; and I can only see one problem....I cannot stop. I have heard of art therapy for years;

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Somedays I feel angry, when other people seem to be trying to tell me WHAT I think, HOW I think, and even what I use to think with....sigh....Whether it is the left or the right, conservative or liberal....back off, please....I have been both, seen both sides and hard as it seems to be for some to believe I can think for myself and reason for myself.

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