When the music stopped...

It wasn't until I began painting again this past week that I realized that my music had stopped along with my painting. As my brushes swished in the water,splashed into the paints ..I started up my cds ..and like old friends reunited, the conversation of heart and soul picked up without missing a beat. If I ever doubted it,this time away from my art, taught me that it is not just what I do it is an important part of who I am. Let the music play.....again!

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