I have lived the expressive arts since I was born. In my childhood home we had very few rules. At any given time, you would find one sister painting a mural on the wall while another sister was playing the mandolin and making cheese in her closet. Mom would be making our fringe vest in the breakfast nook and another sister would be making jam... all before taking the bus to meet my big sister's guru for chanting. Don't forget to drink the sassafras tea my mom had b [...]
