I was drowning to the music of Afternoon of a Faun by Debussy. The camp counselors were oblivious to my predicament. I was dancing in ecstasy across the wide dam.
I too, loving that music, fought my way to the surface and then to the muddy shore.
To this very day this music lifts my Spirits up - up over everyday cares 'til I float carefree above the clouds.
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Hello Mrs. Lippes. I have two of your paintings my grandmother so admired and purchased from you when you lived ed on New York in the 60s. Do you have an idea as to I can determine the value of the pieces from an insurance/loss standpoint?
Ugh. Sorry. Little keyboard on my phone!... Lived IN New York.... And HOW I can determine the value... Thank you!
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