It's weirdly satisfying how emotions seep into everything we do. Anger and powerless followed me all the time and I didn't realized it at all. While I'm painting in a quiet place, others live in their most horrible time of live.
So I brought home a red painting of war and was surprised. However the centerpiece is not the blood, but a heavenly divine blue of hope.
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