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I painted a canvas yellow and let it dry. Then, I wrote down the first poem I had ever remembered writing (in the sixth grade I believe) and cut it up line by line. I glued each line randomly on the canvas and let it dry, painting some corners black. After that I went Jackson Pollack on the canvas and just splattered different colors across the canvas...it was a lot of fun... surprisingly liberating. My mind is completely scattered and random. It feels like tons of thoughts and feelings are buzzing around at once and so I was trying to convey that chaotic nature.
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