For years, I considered myself a painter, and in fact, I painted regularly. Painting was my passion, I liked how it took me away from the world and let me concentrate on creating something beautiful or moving. My sole goal was to create emotion through painting. And painting gave me a venue to show the world who I was, well, more accurately, what I was feeling. But mostly, it was who I was, a painter.
But as most artists know, it’s hard to survive exclusively
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