Sometimes when I buy a piece of fruit it's not quite ready to eat right away. Then I forget about it and by the time I remember it's turned dry and leathery. I'm sorry, tangerine.
My name is Anne Woods and I miss making art. I drew this self-portrait when drawing came to me as naturally as walking and dancing and breathing. This blog is an attempt to return to that place, and to see what might emerge from art making as a daily practice.
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