
I create art to make sense of the world. The thoughts flutter out with a flurry and urgency. The ideas tickle my brain with a flutter, the wings of a creative thought, flood my brain. I feel at to ease, to release these ideas, to be able to make sense of this creative need to create. Then I wonder, oh, how I wonder, my thoughts are flooded with possibilities again. So I step again into the hall o…
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