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I used to study painting in Queens, NY. Most Monday nights you would find my Ukrainian painting teacher, arms crossed, standing behind me as I painted. He'd watch my hand reach for color and hesitatingly move the brush across the canvas. Through a thick accent he'd almost bark, "Don't afraid!" He'd shake his head, repeating "Don't afraid, don't afraid--you must paint." He'd take the brush and show me how it's done.
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Jill Mueller
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I often used to say to myself "I'm studying art and I'm going to use it in x" -- always trying to figure out what x would be. Social work. Teaching. Refugee camps...
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1 comment:
This is lovely! Thanks for taking the time to keep your blog up to date :-)it's so much fun to see your progress!
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