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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing from the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: art studios

A Glimpse Into the Studios (and Minds) of Famous Artists

August 1, 2021

Aside from her paint brushes, we don’t see much of Georgia O’Keefe’s studio here, but I couldn’t resist including her …

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Three Favorite Art Studios

November 27, 2017

I. My art “home away from home” Nearly every week I come to paint with friends at this art studio, …

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Artists & Writers in Their Studios

November 2, 2017

I’ve been collecting images of artist studios and writing spaces as inspiration for creating my own art/writing workspace. Some of …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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