Sober eyes art

I’m not really sure how I got here, but I did.

I got sober. Then I picked up a pencil. 

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46 years old, and still drying out from a bittersweet breakup with my love of alcohol. 

I’ve added outlets to my new sober life, but nothing more beautiful than rediscovering art.

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Art has taught me patience and humility, and allowed me to see the world through color, shapes and values—with sober eyes.