Time to Clean the Studio. That was a "get to it job" and the time was here. Of course it can't be done in a short time. Too much to read, ponder, dream about to rush. Drop back forty years. I had completed six paintings on Charleston places that spoke to me. They became limited edition prints and for some reason the originals were carefully packed away in rice paper. What a surprise to see each of them again. Colors still vibrant and condition excellent. They have each been framed and will be a part of the gallery display. These same places still speak to me although we have both changed. Life of special art can be as long as we wish.