I'm keeping all of my pictures here at home. Phoebe told me she just burned some paintings and it was very satisfying. I plan to do the same thing -- plus remove a bunch of drawings from frames, burn the drawings, then donate the frames. I've got a few chalkboards around; I'll get some of the good and vibrant chalk and that should satisfy my need to draw. Erasing and starting over is good.
And for now, I will keep my sketchbooks and dip pens. Can't give them up -- yet. Maybe never, who knows? I'd like to get dropped off somewhere desolate when Charlie goes up to hunting camp next month. I could stay by myself and draw for days. But no more shows.
I had a dream about bare walls last night. And a woman was writing notes about me; I was trying to speak to her but she left and never came back.
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