In the studio…
Maybe I just can’t paint anymore. What is this. Maybe I can’t let it all out anymore. Onto the canvas. Maybe nothing’s there. Is something there? Do I see something starting to form? Do you see something? Do I do this every time I start a canvas? I don’t even know anymore. Why bother. Should I?
6 thoughts on “In the studio…”
April 20, 2018 at 12:23 am
Are you fucking kidding me. You are the best on here. Stop fucking yourself into not being that.
April 20, 2018 at 12:24 am
I see a heart ripping apart ready to bleed. But who the fuck am I.
April 20, 2018 at 12:25 am
❤ ❤ ❤
April 20, 2018 at 12:47 am
I’m so mad at you right now. You are brilliant. You are currently painting to connect your early brilliance to their now. This is my opinion only. Stop it. Paint what you know best. The dead babies are alive. Because of you.
April 20, 2018 at 12:49 am
Ohmygod. I love your words! Thank you!
April 20, 2018 at 12:59 am
I’m still mad at you.