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Re-discovering a Dream

One of the most important questions I always ask potential new hires at their job interview is this:  what do you love most about being an artist? Most applicants chose a generic answer and mention specific skill-oriented tasks like modeling or lighting. The more...

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According to Plan

Night had fallen and with it, the last remaining visitors were ushered out the doors. The museum was now closed. It would take another hour or so for even the most dedicated of researchers and staffers to finish up their tasks for the day and then, the only people...

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The Weekend

    ​“I’m ok!” shouted Benji. He leaned against the frozen cliff wall and let out a sigh of relief. Then there was a crack. Benji froze. He quickly looked around. Nothing. Another crack. Benji looked down. There it was: a large zig zag shaped line in the...

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Safe

It was only seven o’clock in the evening and yet it was so dark, it might as well have been midnight. The streets were soaked from the rain that had been falling relentlessly since the afternoon. Elsa tugged on her umbrella, opened it up and stepped out onto the...

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A week

    “A week?!” Had I heard correctly? It couldn’t be….could it? I felt the room starting to spin, turning into a giant maelstrom, that relentlessly pulled me down into nothingness. I tried to fight against the current, not wanting to accept what I had just...

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Among Giants

I heard the sound of my own footsteps reverberate off the walls of the large room. It was empty now but it wouldn’t be for very long. A spotlight was turned on and directed my gaze to the six chairs that were separated from the crowd at the back of the room.  Soon this room would be filled to the brink with people

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Morning Thoughts

    My favorite part of the day is the morning. Everything is quiet in the morning. There are no distractions, no urgent messages I need to respond to, no meetings or appointments I need to dash off to. Everything is peaceful. It’s my time. This is when I...

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According to Plan

Night had fallen and with it, the last remaining visitors were ushered out the doors. The museum was now closed. It would take another hour or so for even the most dedicated of researchers and staffers to finish up their tasks for the day and then, the only people...

The Weekend

    ​“I’m ok!” shouted Benji. He leaned against the frozen cliff wall and let out a sigh of relief. Then there was a crack. Benji froze. He quickly looked around. Nothing. Another crack. Benji looked down. There it was: a large zig zag shaped line in the...

Safe

It was only seven o’clock in the evening and yet it was so dark, it might as well have been midnight. The streets were soaked from the rain that had been falling relentlessly since the afternoon. Elsa tugged on her umbrella, opened it up and stepped out onto the...
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