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Sunset Calm (Card Fifteen) |
 I learned a bit about why my acrylics occasionally dry shiny - it's my impatience. In my eagerness to scan them, the glass super-smoothes the slightly wet paint and makes it reflective. You can't see it on this one, but I can see it in the close-up that would be sent to the printer for the card. I have to stop that. |
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| | Posted by Anonymous, 5/2/2006 4:23:30 PM |
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