When I was younger I thought I was Dutch - because my parents were grandchildren of Dutch immigrants - and they told me so. But after visiting the Netherlands, 14 years ago, I realized how American I am (born and raised in Madison, Wisconsin USA.) I loved my time in Holland and still think of myself as Dutch-American. Nonetheless, my American-ness runs deep - longing for the rolling hills of Wisconsin - especially during apple season.
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American Pie; watercolor on paper; 16" x 11.5" |
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