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Inspiration is a bitch.

Inspiration is a bitch. She must be taken, exploited and used as much as needed because there will be times when no idea will come. Days when your canvas will remain blank waiting your brushes be driven by your hand.
Those days are hard. You have something in your head but don't know how to transform into a painting, photograph or a sculpture. You walk around, sketch but all is garbage. Some try help with wine, beer, drugs, sex, yoga, long walks to sort the ideas but all is useless. You end tired and hopeless, questioning if you deserve to be called an "artist" or if you even are one and not just a "wanna be".

"Inspiration" won't come to you so easily. You must pay for it. Pay with your insecurity, fear, happiness and dreams. You must sacrifice your time with friends, boyfriends, family and your time to be with just with yourself" only after that you will be able to create as God. Creativity will flow through hands. It is a force that pushes…

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