Saturday, January 7, 2023

I Can Barely Draw a Conclusion

As someone uncontaminated by either talent or ability, I'm in awe of anyone with either or both.

That said, you might have difficulty imagining how close to speechless I am when encountering someone like Katie Acheson Wolford.

I wish there was something, anything, I could do half as well as she can draw. Anything at all.
-bill kenny 

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