So, what better thing to do than look through old postcards and send off new ones? The postcards I send myself are filled with thoughts I want to get rid of, studio frustrations or reflections that I want to save for later. A diary entry of sorts, I reread them once they come back to me, usually surprised by my long forgotten thoughts.
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AuthorEmily Cucalon is an artist and entrepreneur living and working in Baltimore MD. Archives
February 2015
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