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	<title>Center of the Circle &#187; inner</title>
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		<title>The creative pull</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[Reflection]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[art]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[creativity]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I’ve always loved art but have been overly conscious of producing bad art. My mother was an accomplished artist. My daughter is an accomplished artist and art teacher. I am just a dabbler, especially skilled at producing unmemorable pieces.
But things have changed. No, my art hasn’t improved. But I am faced with a serious diagnosis.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I’ve always loved art but have been overly conscious of producing bad art. My mother was an accomplished artist. My daughter is an accomplished artist and art teacher. I am just a dabbler, especially skilled at producing unmemorable pieces.</p>
<p>But things have changed. No, my art hasn’t improved. But I am faced with a serious diagnosis.</p>
<p>And I no longer care if I produce insipid art or stupid art or never-let-this-picture-see-the-light-of-day art.</p>
<p>I just want to paint.</p>
<p>So I have taken over my daughter’s old bedroom, set up an easel and some tables, and used a birthday check to buy some saturated, lovely acrylic paint.</p>
<p>With my annoying inner art critic silenced at last, I am having the time of my life. And the creative energy is carrying over a bit into the rest of my days, helping combat chemo fatigue.</p>
<p>I have discovered this little outlet of pure joy, and it is feeding my soul.</p>
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