I love signing prints! I feel... professional. The other day my entry was inundated with large boxes. Some had artist proofs, a couple had prints to sign, then there were some fancy, empty boxes for me to ship finished paintings. There was something nostalgic and comforting about it. I had to call my mom and tell her that my house looked like hers. We often had boxes and boxes (similar in shape and size to my boxes) in the entry when I was growing up. That's when it hit me, I am an artist. I mean as a career. That's pretty cool. I should go paint. OK, when Christmas is over I'll really get to work and produce something worthy of my declaration.
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