From the time I could hold a pencil I began drawing. I drew chalk turtles and butterflies on the sidewalk. I adorned the margins of school papers with flowers, horses and elaborate patterns. There has never been a moment when I wasn't an artist.  Many times in my life, for years at a time, I've forgotten that essential fact.  After years of forgetting, which is easy to do when working in Corporate America, I'm remembering what it means to make art and be an artist.

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