WHY THE HELL DO I EVEN TRY TO DRAW MESSY PICTURES :
I love to "make dark marks on white paper". Candidly speaking, when I start "making my mark", I love the very process, you know... a pencil/ brush/charcoal/ pastels in hand gives me a high, a feeling of gratification.
I guess I feel mildly that the pent-up stuff (particularly those in chains) has seen a window to Freedom. I do not even look at the 'product' when it's finished. Of course I feel happy when one appreciates.. And you know actually I feel anxious after completing the process - did I clear myself of everything? Shall it be a void from now? Of course strange are the ways of everyday life, and strange is the way of how I, a living creature, live everyday. So it's never a void...............
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