Sunday, September 25, 2016

linger / / fall artist


most days, artists just want to dip their hands in the paint and never wash it off


it's a kind of therapy, almost

not almost

it's seriously deep therapy


swirling the colors around on your skin until they sink in and color your soul again

everyone needs something that makes them feel alive



there's something about the paint dried on your fingers, stuck to your fingernails, that's just...celestial



i like to imagine that when God created the world, He never washed His hands of the paint that formed our outlines, He loved us so much


that the paint from our souls still lingers on His beautiful hands, and that every day, He looks down and smiles at them

just as i do.



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