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        <title>Dipping My Blogging Pen in the Inkwell</title>
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        <summary>Once again, my blogging life has fallen short and I have dropped off the map in this space. But I do have an excuse or two that has kept me away. The biggest of which is my most recent creative...</summary>
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            <name>Al</name>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;Once again, my blogging life has fallen short and I have dropped off the map in this space.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;But I do have an excuse or two that has kept me away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;The biggest of which is my most recent creative project ever…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Yes, out of the blue a brilliant little gem was placed in my hands.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Definitely the best thing I have or will ever make in my lifetime. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&lt;/span&gt;She is truly a balanced compliment of her father and I in looks, persistence, and independence.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Looking at her is like looking back and forth at her parents - Back and forth and back and forth until your vision blurs and her image comes forth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t have dreamed her more perfect.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;In pregnancy and her first 5 months of life, I’ve found myself floundering with artistic thoughts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;I sometimes sat, thinking myself selfish for wishing for an art space and time to create things once again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Other times I thought, “But of course I should start making art again!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;It seemed entirely appropriate to take this time to raise her in a creative world where her mommy is happily painting/drawing/whatevering.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;But in the end… there is only so much time in the day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;And babies take up most of that time, it seems, with the mundane:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;diapers, feeding, spitting up, being dressed again (and again) in clean clothes, rinse and repeat.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Then, just when I thought perhaps I had my time and art wouldn’t re-enter my life until I can at least get her off to Kindergarten… Right at that moment when I resigned myself, last week I had a dream.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;So many things come to me in dreams and nearly all of them filled with truth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;This dream was about an ear of corn.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;A collage of an ear of corn, to be exact.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Little nuggets of warm, yellowed sweetness, all clumped together and if you looked closely you could see words and worlds and a sea of texture and life in there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Was the corn inspired by fall weather and my now living in the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Midwest&lt;/st1:place&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Is the natural progression of my city overview collages this image I dreamed?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Or, did I just go to bed hungry again?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;All very silly… but here is my first toe’s dip into the water:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;I feel inspired again to put into words what is moving me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;I feel urged to tell you about the paintings that helped me through a difficult pregnancy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Most especially, I want to keep traveling down this bumpy road and putting my thoughts down here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;If not for me or for a passer-by reader, certainly for my daughter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;And on my blogging hiatus?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Well, sometimes you have to cut yourself a break.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;After all, I live life to live life… not to live through blogging.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes this space simply has to take a backseat for the main events.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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