Love,
The Paper Boat Den
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Love,
The Paper Boat Den
In the backyard of my childhood home, almost fifty years ago, my mother and father planted an oak tree that is still alive today and is the heart of my childhood home. As a child, I slept under a blan
An artist spends most of her time staring at her works, replaying the marks made through time filled with wild and untried attempts. All mark-making created by an artist leads to the breath of the bru