Grace Episcopal Church Tank Top

I grew up living a charmed life alternating many weekends between Milan and Paris. And I knew from an early age I was destined to be a great artist like my Granddaddy.  Life was sweet. Little did I know my grandparents' homes in Milan, Tennessee, and their fishing cabin in Paris Landing were not in the world capitals of lovers, dreamers, and artists.  But I did learn early the hard work and sacrifices required of a young artist. I remember with vivid clarity the afternoons spent drawing and painting numerous works of art with my markers, crayons, and watercolors at the dining room table. Then without hesitation, promptly pricing each piece in the upper, right-hand corner. 5¢. 10¢. 25¢. 50¢. And for the pièce de résistance $1. ...