I remember when I was about 6 years old I went with my older sister to sell girl scout cookies to Georgia O’Keeffe. We went to her home in Abiquiu, New Mexico. While my sister talked to her about the cookies, I stood at her easel and looked at the painting of a big flower she was working on. I stood with my hands behind my back, where she could see them and know that I was not going to touch anything. On the wall, next to a window was a painting of a cow skull. It is a favorite memory of mine from that time in my life.
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