My Art (Elio Perlman)
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Last published Thu, Jan 11, 2024
"This is my art." She says, sitting behind a canvas.
"Art is sitting in one spot for hours on end, bored out of your mind?" Elio asks rhetorically, looking over her shoulder at the beautiful painting of a peach tree begin to form.
"It's my art."
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