I spent yesterday destroying every bit of work that I have
done in the last 2 weeks.
It was all such a pile of shit.
There's no art work in progress pinned up to think about.
My pastels don't look alive.
They look weary and tired.
I made light of the Gods and forgot it isn't me
- it is what they give me.
Going to the gym.
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