Sick sick sick

Do you know how much expression you can discover when you sneeze on you finished painting?

Do you?

How amazing everything looks when you have fever and all the colors just dance in front of you, chat and tell weird stories?


Do you?

Or do you know that feeling, when you suddenly fall asleep… on canvas.

Yeah… I am sick.

And there is something exotic in painting when feverish. When shaky and snotty. Something different. And maybe also… something psychotic? You know not exactly arty, more like visions coming out, putting you into your bed, and doing all the work for you.

Life have so many fun… when you let yourself to be crazy.


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