As a artist, who received some serious recognition at a very young age, I was allowed to ask “Who am I?” from a different perspective than others. This was always a problem, because I was allowed to begin my own autobiography, just in case I became famous one day. And this beginning began before I pick up a brush, because the idea of Destiny is a factor that allowed me to borrow from a great palette, little snippets of those who have gone before, asked “Who am I” and their guess is recorded.
But, wanting to be an original, I let my mind go, to see what it will see, and know what it will know. I began to develop a method, forge a key that unlocked many doors – made just for me. And this is when I first brought her here, to the cell of this monkish artist…
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