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	<description>artwork &#38; writings by maryann cleary</description>
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		<title>The Lilacs</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2010 13:20:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<br/>[singlepic id=8 w=320 h=240 float=] Spring brings memories. My favorite time of year is anticipating the blooming of lilacs. To me it is a time of childhood memories and gathering lilacs from neighborhood bushes to bring home and put in a vase of water. To enjoy that ever-lingering lilac essence that fills the rooms with <a href='http://www.spiritriverstudio.com/2010/06/24/the-little-red-shoe/'>[...]</a>]]></description>
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<p>Spring brings memories. My favorite time of year is anticipating the blooming of lilacs. To me it is a time of childhood memories and gathering lilacs from neighborhood bushes to bring home and put in a vase of water. To enjoy that ever-lingering lilac essence that fills the rooms with spring.</p>
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		<title>Motivation</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 03:18:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>MaryAnn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<br/>What motivates us? What makes a person do what they do? I am an artist, but at times I just feel so un-motivated. Why? I am not sure. I believe that I am trying to figure out where my art should go, what I should be doing. I am not sure. Making art is something <a href='http://www.spiritriverstudio.com/2010/02/19/motivation/'>[...]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<br/><p><a href="http://www.spiritriverstudio.com/zenphoto/drawings"><img class="ZenphotoPress_thumb ZenphotoPress_right" style="float: right;" title="Mother and Child" src="http://www.spiritriverstudio.com/zenphoto/zp-core/i.php?a=drawings&amp;i=11147_289079m.jpg&amp;w=500&amp;h=500" alt="Mother and Child" width="468" height="378" /></a>What motivates us? What makes a person do what they do? I am an artist, but at times I just feel so un-motivated. Why? I am not sure. I believe that I am trying to figure out where my art should go, what I should be doing. I am not sure.</p>
<p>Making art is something that I love to do so why are there times that I just do not care&#8230;do not feel like doing my craft&#8230;do not know what to do next&#8230;why? I also feel so terribly guilty. I should be working. I should be painting. I should just do it. However, during the day, I find myself making excuses, finding other things to do, avoiding the situation. Why? God, I wish that I knew.</p>
<p>I remember a time when I drew all the time. Sat in meetings at work, doodling the images of people in the meeting wishing that I could just do my art. Tell me, why do I not have that urge. Tell me, why do I feel like it does not matter any more. Just tell me. I wish that I knew.</p>
<p>I have a space. I have a place. I have a studio. When I sat drawing, just to draw, I had no space and I did not have that special place. Tell me. Why do I feel like it does not matter if I draw or not? Just tell me.</p>
<p>Goodness, I think that I beginning to understand. It is just like exercise. I detest exercising, but when I do it and keep at it each and every day. I actually like it. In fact, I love it. I look forward to actually doing it. I love the feeling, the glow of dew, the feeling of accomplishment. Hmm, maybe, just maybe, my art is like exercise. I need to do it, to practice it, to make it a part of my daily routine. I need to draw each and every day to get that feeling, that feeling of accomplishment, the glow and light from spirit within me. After all, I am an artist. I love to draw. I love to paint. I love being able to do what I do.</p>
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		<title>A Second Post</title>
		<link>http://www.spiritriverstudio.com/2010/02/03/a-second-post/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 18:46:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>MaryAnn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<br/>Here is another test post to check this site out.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<br/><p>Here is another test post to check this site out.</p>
<div class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 560px"><a href="http://www.maryanncleary.com"><img title="Light House at Grand Marais" src="http://images.faso.us/11147/348493l.jpg" alt="" width="550" height="443" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Light House at Grand Marais</p></div>
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		<title>The Beginning</title>
		<link>http://www.spiritriverstudio.com/2010/01/20/109/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 21:05:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>MaryAnn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<br/>This poor site is still under construction. This will be a place for my writing, my paintings, and my photographs and anything else that I would like to put her. A fun and exciting place with lots of information to share. &#34;Hydrangeas and Sunflowers&#34;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<br/><p><span style="color: rgb(175, 238, 238);">This poor site is still under construction. This will be a place for my writing, my paintings, and my photographs and anything else that I would like to put her. A fun and exciting place with lots of information to share.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.spiritriverstudio.com/wp-content/uploads/image/hydrangeas_sunflower_rumril.jpg" target="_blank"><img align="middle" alt="" height="613" src="http://www.spiritriverstudio.com/wp-content/uploads/image/hydrangeas_sunflower_rumril.jpg" width="449" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(175, 238, 238);"><strong>&quot;Hydrangeas and Sunflowers&quot;<br />
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