Currently, my wrist is itching me. This is an reoccurring issue. I'm squinting now, all because even though I feel as though my mind is operating on the bare minimum.. it wanders. Words can't describe what visions I have, when I close my eyes. But, I know how it feels.
But the unfortunate thing is..
My art has no place in this world.
I just make the world.. make room for it, and myself.
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Maybe it's the world that has no place in your art.
ReplyDeletePerhaps. Either way, I will continue. Because it's something I love, vandal.. or not.
ReplyDeleteHaha, it's not what you do that defines you. It's why you do the things you do <33
ReplyDeleteOh don't be melodramatic. Of course your art has a place in this world, unless ofcourse you find that people kissing you ass to paint something for them doesn't count, in which case you are immune to flattery or just being a meanie.
ReplyDeleteSo stop the silliness or else I WILL punch you and your itchy wrist.
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ahh...feels good man! =D