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Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927, volume 3. Source
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look. the nature of the artist (any kind) is to become inexplicably obsessed with certain themes and motifs for a few years and just milk that subject matter to death. when respected artists do this, art critics refer to it as a “period.” the only thing separating you from them is fame and accolades. to your haters you will be “that freak who’s fixated on drawing weird trains,” while to your admirers, you are simply in your “tiny trains made out of household appliances” period
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I’ve had art block for a while so still posting past works. 😊
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You are the color of earth from which flowers and grass bloom; from which tress take root and tiny mushroom cities dwell. Love your skin black child. You are beautiful.
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Btw, the paintings aren’t posted in order. I don’t want to mass post so one art work at a time.
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