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13 September 2006

Being an artist . . . or a creative type or hell any person on any bad day, can really get you down. So I fight back usually at that point. I had to illustrate this scenario. But I am not sure of the roles here. So therefore am I getting knocked down a peg or two or if the guy represents art and art is getting its ass handed to him. Or is art still me, regardless? Philosophical arguments may ensue.

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