My submission for Studio Friday are for working hands, mine and my mom's. Without all the hard work she does for me, laundry, driving, shopping, cooking to keep us all going and freeing up my time to do "fun art things". So it really is a tribute to her and her hard working hands. This paper weight of Elizabeth Barrett and Robert Browning's clasped hands is something she bought when I was 5. I have held it, looked at it. cleaned it all of my life. It now sits on my desk. These are hands clasped in love and hard work.
And then there are mine hands. That are never happy unless I am working. Typing, cleaning, ironing, pulling weeds. But the one endeavour that really makes my little fingers tremble with joy is painting. I don't really care if I am painting a room, a piece of furniture, a piece of art. My spirit comes alive with a paint brush in my hand, paint clothes, paint rags, the smell of paint, and turpentine.
200 dachshunds. Way more stubborn than 200 units of beef.
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