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The origin of my creativity

I can’t remember how or when I began
to think I could create something
new maybe I started with
imitating my mother
who sewed,

cooked, 
painted,

grew flowers.

I too began
to make new things
I could see that this was
how to live in the new world
to which I had entered I learned
how to live and to shape my life.

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creativity

The paint by number picture ►

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