My wife’s latest creative project. I find her amazing.
A while ago last spring, a tweet to a friend, Denise Krebs, mentioned joining the Sketchbook Project. I’m not an artist, yet. But it did sound intriguing and a challenge for my visually handicapped brain!
So I signed up (along with granddaughter Marisa) and waited for my package.
When it arrived, I had grand dreams of a mystery book, but fortunately, I pulled in the visions of art that my little fingers were not ready for, and waited for an idea that was more within my reach. Still a challenge, but doable. This is progress; usually I am an over-achiever and sign up for more than is possible.
What could I draw? What could my little sketchbook do? I carried it around in my purse. I pulled it out and looked at it. I dreamed about it. I closed my eyes many times, but could not envision a…
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