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Waxing Color
So I hear that my artwork goes a little something like this:

The bright and imaginative nine year old child wakes up from a bad dream, walks into your living room where you left your night's adventures on the coffee table, and eats a sweettart with the naive innocence of infancy. Seeing no one to hear the throes of emotions associated with the nightmare, this child returns to the bedroom, goes back to sleep, and in the dreams of hallucination conjurs up the reality that I myself stepped into to photograph, with no one's permission.