My first memory....stop me if I have already told this story....my first memory is a blur of moving colors. Somehow that makes sense for a future artist. I knew for a long time that this was my first memory, but I couldn't make any sense of it until I was an adult and was skiing. I suddenly realized that the memory was tied to a real experience, that being the first time I went sledding. If you have no point of reference for an experience, and no words to describe it, it sticks with you as a sensory image. I think I will paint that memory...the way I remember it, as a blur of colors...Go Figure!
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