When I’m faced with paint, it’s as if I’m entering a new world, as if the canvas before me has suddenly come to life and is showing me it’s needs and desires. Like the Little Prince and when he meets the rose, I can but follow it's whims without questioning as one does with all unknown things we love. I explore, I discover, I become one with it, and that’s all.
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