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Indeed Tammy! Love the photo! This morning instead of "getting UP", with my routine of 'responsable adulting", ie. morning pages, breakfast, exercises (which I never seem to get to), making my bed and getting dressed then heading downstairs to my office, I ate and did some ink and watercolour work in my drawing journal. Some of it with black walnut ink I made myself and a pen made from a forsythia branch. There have been a series of what feel like capsizing events and the feeling that I'm not the same after each event. What I drew was me in deep water. As I've made my way to shore, I find I'm not where I started out from. People in my life have changed. So much has changed. And so have I. I read Liz Gilberts Letters from Love yesterday and it really hit home. As do this question and photo.

p.s. I LOVE the Chicago Art Institute! We went to Chicago several years ago, (in another life...) and became members even though we lived in Montreal! I loved getting the news letters, etc.

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