I need art.

I need art. 


If I am not gonna make it, I need to go look at it. I am starving... 


I want to see colors, I want to see things used in weird ways, I want to smell oil, I want to touch clay, I am so, so ready. 


So tomorrow, I am driving down to Seattle and I plan on ingesting as much art as I can; in museums, in studios, in galleries... I need a refill. 


And then, in not too long, maybe when school is out, I can set up my easel on the deck and paint again...


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