An artist is constantly in a sort of duel with his own creation. Both seem to be engaged in a struggle to shape each other's image. Either he can turn it into a beautiful masterpiece or it can make him just another average painter. I feel like an artist all the time. An artist stuck at a point where he knows something is not right but can't figure just what. Like a writer lacking a right word. The impasse lingers on.
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