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| Kathleen Elliot - Glass |
| My own art is inspired by such wonders as the delicacy of flower petals, the patterns of veins in leaves, the sweet golden color of my children’s sleepy faces when they awake in the morning, the shiny blackness of crows, the rich smell of the forest floor, changing colors of autumn leaves, seed pods and acorns – a hundred intricate and intimate moments in a day that can take my breath away if I remember to stop, listen, look around. |
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