My Studio: Michelle Berry

A couple of weeks ago, I leapt. After years of working out of an office in my home, years of avoiding eye contact with the dog who made me feel guilty for not walking him, years of hearing the buzz of the dryer and heading downstairs to take the laundry out, years of making coffee and seeing the list of chores on the counter and heading out to do them instead of going back up to work,

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My Studio: Sarah Klassen

My studio is a room with a view. But today when I glance up from my computer, that view is blocked by a crescent of snow piled up on the outer ledge. However, I can easily picture the monochrome world beyond that barrier: the metal-grey sky, the wide white ribbon of the Red River, the black maple and willow skeletons. It’s still snowing.

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