I blame my mother.
I could spend the rest of my days taking classes. Learning, creating, designing. I see so many beautiful things, in the real and virtual worlds. They spark something in me that whispers “I could make that…”
Color, shapes, light, form.
To be like my mother. One can only hope.
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