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I didn’t become an artist; the child in me never stopped playing and the title “artist” seemed to put the adult in me at ease.

The child-self collects and builds things with gumption and audacity and when her hands are not moving she is playing in her head. This is serious play that requires the assistance of the adult-self. The adult agrees to be the employee to the artwork and to take orders from the petulant child and the child agrees to keep playing and to protect itself.

 

 

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