Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over.– Ernest Hemingway (via writingadvice)
has hijacked my life for the time being. For the past several days, I have not been able to go to sleep before 5 a.m. because the paint would just beg to get smeared all over the place. Maybe it’s the excitement of value pack canvas. Maybe it’s the thought of those maddeningly bare walls in Sean’s apartment. In any case, I can’t stop. I don’t even make good art. I...