Being an artist means forever healing your own wounds,
Yet at the same time
endlessly exposing them
~ANNETTE MESSAGER
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I think painting is not done by the hands. I can't describe it well to people. Whenever my father asks me to come to dinner, to stop my work, put my brush down, and maybe take a break. I can't describe it well to people. Because I can't do what he asks me. I can't stop halfway through and then pick up the brush and look at the canvas as if there was no gap in time. I can't pause my thoughts, and hold onto them, going about my life- and then restore them to what it once was. Once it is gone. It's gone. I think painting is not done by the hands. When I was young and my brother went outside to train- to work hard to make it as a pack warrior before his first shift- h
