A Landscape of Golden Imprints and White Lace

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When I have a paintbrush in my hand, the only limit is the border of my canvas.
What I choose to do within the perimeter is up to me.

Oftentimes, I do not have a fixed starting point, but rather I just start. Those are my best pieces. They captivate a candid abstract that could not otherwise be replicated.

Today, do one thing as a completely free soul. Allow yourself to not be guided by reason, but by the principles of freedom.

The lace and cement are in balance with each other = dualities balance our environment.

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