The diary of an artist Chapter 1

PopcornandJellybeans

As the wind played its soft and warm melody, and the city played its song of loudness and confusion. I stood there thinking to my self “What is a persons true color?” Its one of the hardest questions to answer. The reason why is because we are always changing. Every day we shed are old selfs for some thing new. Some times we are not satisfied with are new selfs so we try to change back. But other times we change so much each minute because we are trying to find who we are.

So as an artist trying to paint people’s true colors its very confusing and never accrue. But if it was easy I guess everyone would do it. But in a year I never finished a painting, and I deftly haven’t sold one! Why is it that I decate my life to my work, yet it is the…

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