Value in fresh endeavors
Pablo
Picasso said that every child is born an artist, the problem is how to remain
one once we grow up. Something very primary clicked in me when I grasped my Crayola Oil Pastels on a September
2015 Sunday afternoon. I was at a drawing class at the Iowa Arboretum with Carla, a
gentle, competent teacher. Although I sometimes say that I can hardly think
without a pen in my hand, I haven’t considered drawing in years. My last art
class was probably in junior high. But some part of me remembered enough to not
be afraid.
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