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I have so many images in my head that to need escape through my fingers
But I hate drawing or painting when my family is home. I want to create these weird, creepy, suggestive things, but I can’t do that with them looking over my shoulder and asking me what I’m making. There’s no way to get around them. It’s the only thing stopping me. Yes, they support my artistic side, but they expect me to paint and draw landscapes, puppies, flowers, and other happy little perfect things. I want to paint blood, I want to paint naked bodies, I want to paint pain, I want to paint lust, I want to paint women, I want to paint other worldly surreal things. But I can’t.
