Thoughts from a Walk

I paint shadows that no one wants to touch.

I paint silences that call out from within.

I paint because color is honest when words are not enough.

My body is a spiritual nervous system, where colors are impulses that carry messages.

I am not here to understand everything.

I am here to listen to what no longer wishes to remain hidden.

And when I paint, it is allowed to move.

It is allowed to leave.

It is allowed to become light in the form of a new color.

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