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my art teacher mom - by nancy - general zuo's chicken

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growing up, i wanted to be an artist. i didn't know much, yet i was certain of it. why couldn't i be? i loved it and if i loved it nothing could've stopped me. i told it to everyone. in elementary school, i was known as 'the girl who draws' and spent recesses tattooing pokemon drawings on my friends' hands. i went to an after school where my mom held her classes in her art studio. the bookshelves in her studio overflowed with anime and pokemon books. the cardboard-aligned tables showcased color pencil graffiti that kids had drawn, physical forums in which others would find emblems of…

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