We all have our public life, our private life and our secret life. That is the one that defines you. Dexter
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I am moving on. Last year, I took on the challenge of unlocking the creative spirit to see how art can help in the healing and grieving process by creating 365 days of art. My husband of 25 years died suddenly of a heart attack on October 7, 2006. This day, I am in a new place where art is a collaboration of inspiration from the unique perspective that one person, object, or experience can bring to our lives for change. I am anxious to see what is over the horizon.
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