When I grew up, the Devil was a reason why I had a headache or the Devil was the reason I got mad today. We always blamed the Devil. I think today when I say the Enemy, I like to make it broader. Sometimes the Enemy can be our own thoughts.
Life isn't something you possess. It's something you take part in, and you witness.
A good painting to me has always been like a friend. It keeps me company, comforts and inspires.
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