With paint and canvas, I could disappear. It didn’t matter what was happening in the world or what my mood was, I could always find peace with brushes, colours and images.
People asked me where I got my inspiration from and how I came up with all this strange but fascinating paintings. I shrugged and told them I had a great imagination and eye for the unusually.
‘I can’t stop looking at it! It’s grotesque but for some reason it’s calling to me. I have to have this painting!’ People told me.
I would smile and sell my paintings to them whilst the Daemon laughed as he claimed another victim.
(Inspired by; https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/07/22/24-july-2020/ with thanks.)
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