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I’m painting, I’m painting again.
I’m painting, I’m painting again.
I’m cleaning, I’m cleaning again.
I’m cleaning, I’m cleaning my brain.
Pretty soon now, I will be bitter.
Pretty soon now, will be a quitter.
Pretty soon now, I will be bitter.
You can’t see it ’til it’s finished.
I don’t have to prove…that I am creative!
I dont’ have to prove…that I am creative!
All my pictures are confused,
And now I’m going to take me to you.
-Talking Heads - Artists Only
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brilliant!
i just found your place here, looking forward to having something meaningful to read out there in this crazy world called the interweb.
okay can i just say: being an artist sucks!
you are forced to be witty, creative and brilliant all the time, and that’s just impossible!!!
and the truth is not out there. nor in here!
look, the truth is everywhere. stick some masking tape on your window and then see what happens…
Haha that’s exactly what I think when I begin to paint. So proud to be painting yet in a day I already dislike my painting!