He remembered being ten years old. He was standing in a park in Chicago. He was holding a plastic kite. The string had snapped, and for a second, he felt pure, unadulterated panic, followed by a strange relief as the kite drifted away, free.
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Arthur turned to her. The grey had receded from his eyes, replaced by a watery, vulnerable clarity. "How much do I owe you?" He remembered being ten years old
Through her watercolors, Jill Steinhaus invites viewers to slow down and find the extraordinary within the mundane, capturing a sense of peace and presence in each brushstroke. Steinhaus Watercolors and for a second