There's something majestic about painting. You can lose yourself so easily. I had forgotten what it was like until recently. It's been over a year and a half since I had painted and had a painting waiting to be finished.
Today I finished it.
They are small and not of anything in particular, perhaps abstract you would call it.
They reveal and attempt to evoke emotion from the guest and the artist.
They are those things you can't get out but want to yell to the world or just tell someone quietly in their ear.
They make me feel human again.
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