Lose it.

It feels like one of your works gets stained and starts to rot…until it covers everything.
Just like a canvas, you had the base on which to work, the rest was imagination. And the more I was painting, brush strokes became bigger… And the bigger they got, the easier
i managed to find the clover hidden behind the canvas…it was there, waiting for the perfect moment to sting thr work….

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