I painted until 3am. Now, throughout the day, even though I still did my regular daily routine, my mind was on my most reecent painting, thinking of things to do with it, to shape it, transform it into something that speaks from the very depths of my soul.
Excuse me. My mind is filled with paint.
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Tuesday, July 9, 2013
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