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As the piece took shape, I started seeing the tree of fate in the painting. I read a lot of Greek mythology* as a child, and liked the idea of the threads of fate running through this painting as an allegory. Some threads are more visible than others; some are as of yet, still hidden and may never be revealed.
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Somehow I lost track of when it was that I gave up dreaming...
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...hating a piece was a great place to be. If I hated it that much, then I shouldn't be afraid to experiment with it, or wreck it, or work on it.
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The predominant manner in which I coped with all of these emotions was immersion in art...
... I sketched and painted, and this is the period when I first fell in love with van Gogh, de Kooning, and Pollock. Abstract art was a way for me to place my rawness front and center, without words, without fear of retribution. I didn't need to explain anything; the canvas did it for me. I didn't have to use reason or rational thought, because in creating I found a solution to my doubts.