I mean all the things, whether you're soliciting permission or not, do give you permission. -Robert Rauchenberg
As if that helps. Well no, I guess it does. But the easiest permission is the kind you get by being completely unknown, a total singularity of nothing to no one, and the only arguments come from the idiot who hired you.
Let's face it, painting makes you happy or something like that sorta. Well no, not really, I don't know, it's not like watching a cool movie, no maybe it is like that, no not that more like something to do with painting. Ah that's it. It just is this thing you do. And I like seeing the things that could be...
or the things I think I see when I look at things, like outside, or weirdly enough in the air itself. Like do you sometimes see lines in the air? Oh you don't? Well, they are there. I don't know where they come from.
It just seems strange the 100 billion things you see floating around, made out of some kind of nothingness, and there they are, so you blink your eyes and they are gone...
I just wonder like, do these things exist or not? Is it just my vision, or is it something else, like dust in the air, or water in the air, trying move around...?
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