Pintor de Marte

Parts of me wishes I only spoke Portuguese. It feels like when I’m not painting I am lost somedays. Everything inspires me and I want to run to my easel. I feel like I need to just focus more and I’m not slowing down much at all so it is a strange and silly minded idea. All the things are dancing in my mind like fire.    Jay e um pintor….

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