Memory 27
Your relationship with the world around you felt cold. Too scared to think or love. You followed orders and gave them out. Paintings had structure. The kind you craved. It also had freedom, but you mostly did commission work. Your favourite medium was water paint. Relatively inexpensive. I loved your messy creations in charcoal more.
You painted happy things and sometimes sad ones. But you never painted what you thought. It was not an emotional process until you touched clean paper with charcoal.
Then I would marvel at how ugly you thought the world to be. I thought so too.
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