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Friday, Feb. 18, 2011 - 9:33 a.m.

I took a bunch of stuff to the shop I have left carrying my work, and some to a new place going in (in the same town). A fine arts place opening a shop. Some of my fancier things there. I'm hopeful, at least that I'll get an occasional check.

Looking through my things, I really like them. I really like the non-representational ones. I keep trying to make myself do new things, hoping something will really click, but I'm not really done with what I was doing yet. (Because most people don't like them, I stopped making them. Damn the market.) The pins, I'm looking at the pins. They may be my favorites. But I never sold a one of them.

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