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It’s a
beautiful, sunny day in Atlanta and I found myself rejecting the painting I had
just finished in favor of this much sunnier one. It’s that time of year when I’m
noticing that the days are getting gradually longer but it feels like such an
excruciatingly slow process that I get impatient. Fortunately, I can choose to
paint the longer, sunnier days of spring and remember walking a sandy shore
with the sun on my face, beautiful clouds overhead, and the wonderfully
rhythmic sounds of the waves in my ears. Ahhhh.
Happy
Weekend!
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