The elegance of newly stretched and primed canvas, awaiting the very first mark.
The magic that happens when I leave a painting overnight: it somehow looks different in the morning, and I’m unsure why.
Feeling completely “juiced” whenever I visit a great exhibition at a museum or gallery.
Being outdoors. Getting away from the constant hum of technology; from the bath of WiFi signals that we immerse ourselves in every single day. A place where one only hears the whisper of wind conversing with trees. And nothing else.
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