
There is Promise in the distance and friends, odd but comfortable non human friends, to help...does the Artist Child risk their assistance? Does she move slowly in the direction of "greener pastures"? What if she stays put?
The art and creative musings of Cecie McCaffery
It was much more than the predictions of fortune cookies, more than the foretelling by others at an early age, I was to be an artist that steered me toward art. The daily desire to create must be fulfilled, it has its power over me and that I do not protest.
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