A Tactile Life: Paint

Wednesday, May 6, 2009


I need to go to the Art Store. It is pure and unaudulterated need. My fingertips must touch the canvases, fiddle with the brushes, pick up the colors. I have never been able to "order in bulk." A relationship must be established with the tools. Slow and intense must be the meandering, as much a part... Sign in to see full entry.

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