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Prints available in 5Γ7, 10Γ14
My first fall oil pastel painting of my first apartment. ππ¦π’π€π°π― ππ΅ was the right place at the right time, despite the glaring issues that come with living in an old house. My creative journey could not have started without it. I remember applying to my art museum job in that very sunroom, the one that housed my plants and provided a little glimpse of the downtown skyline. The countless hours I spent playing guitar nightly, the drawings I worked on alongside the climbing vines, and the times spent hunched over the kitchen table fervently typing away at college essays were so important to me becoming the person I always knew was thereβan artist.
Prints available in 5Γ7, 10Γ14
My first fall oil pastel painting of my first apartment. ππ¦π’π€π°π― ππ΅ was the right place at the right time, despite the glaring issues that come with living in an old house. My creative journey could not have started without it. I remember applying to my art museum job in that very sunroom, the one that housed my plants and provided a little glimpse of the downtown skyline. The countless hours I spent playing guitar nightly, the drawings I worked on alongside the climbing vines, and the times spent hunched over the kitchen table fervently typing away at college essays were so important to me becoming the person I always knew was thereβan artist.