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In the two months since my previous entry, I lost my wonderful mother, Sandie, to complications from Alzheimer's, and my sweet little dog Angel, to blood clots in the lungs. Until just about two weeks ago, when we scattered my mom's ashes, I had been walking around in a haze, unable to even think about making art. Slowly, I've begun to peel back the sadness and have restarted my artful journey... [Continued on Artful Journey]