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The Final Mosaics Class

I watched the projects taking shape, All varied in design – A tree, a flower, a giraffe, All different from mine. One displayed a pot of blooms, Another one huge eye, Each finished effort proving This was surely worth a try. With some guidance from our teachers, Grout was slathered ‘til it dried, Then we gently wiped it off And showed our artwork off with pride. Trying something new’s a challenge But the effort you expend May, like making a mosaic, Come together in the end.

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Date: 5/23/2024 11:38:00 AM
I remember doing mosaics in infant school and sticking 'bits' on to a plant pot! wonderful memories thanks for sharing Ilene:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 5/22/2024 9:33:00 PM
Your artistry -- of the 'Mosaic Persuasion!' lol. ~ Professor Klotz, Judaism 100.95, aka 'The Deep Discounter' (LOL).
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Date: 5/22/2024 2:18:00 PM
Hooray. It sounds like you did well though in your first class, you seemed wary. Congratulations on your finished (and I'm sure beautiful) mosaic.
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