And Just Where Were We Trying To Get To?



I've been going to the Murray Hill Art Group off and on for 3 years ( I think ) constantly jealous of everyone in the room. Jealous of their defined style, so even if something was "off" it looked right because it was in that style. It was their voice.



The last few weeks I was in Cleveland, I felt like I had a handle on mine. I wasn't there yet, but I knew I was on my way. I often said " I know I'm leaving a life here" to my friends, and I think that pertained to my burgeoning art style most of all.



Murray Hill taught me oceans by osmosis, let's hope the direct approach is more efficient.

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