That special place we go to, enter into when we make our art..its a timeless place. Where all manner of possibilities reside.
Fully emersed we no longer hear that critical voice.
Half way into it we are still subject to the doubtings..
That perfectly worded phrase that gets under our skin, from some dislocated, misrepresenting, badly assigned excuse for a “guardian”, who’s inner whisperings place hesitation inside of our free line, our uninhibited strokes, that daring dash of ...
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