Beatrice Wood said that in her last years, in her 100's, sometimes she would get so tired she thought she would never get up again, she just couldn't get her bones to move. Then she would remember how she always meant to make that one figure in blue or that other one in red, and the ideas would pull her body up off the couch and back into the studio.
"I have only one extravagance in my life. I wish it were a gigolo but it's not. It's art books." -Beatrice Wood
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