Jack Barnosky
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Breath | Holding
Breath | Holding | my valentine to a much beloved teacher, mentor, friend I wish I could say that when I arrived at the San Francisco Art Institute in the early 1980’s to attend graduate sch
Paula Rae Gibson
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Tytia Habing
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Catherine Just
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Joanna Chudy
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Mélanie-Jane Frey
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Karen Divine
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Jennifer Liston Potter
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Eula Biss | John Bresland
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