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Monday, December 21, 2009

Studio time



Where I paint...my dad's old oak drawing table, and stuff on the walls, including lead glass cross made by Navajos for my uncle Rex many years ago.






File on the right are many of the ones you don't see...mistakes and trials and others, plus some good ones. No place to put the stuff.



Wife's treadmill, with one of my Dad's unfinished oil paintings, some of my work, a Dogan mask from Mali, and the edge of my art books shelf.




The other wall...my recently acquired antique library table, computer, underneath Dad's drawing of the knight and fair maiden I wrote about earlier...done when he was 14 years old! on the door is another souvenir of Mali.

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