If God had the energy to drag his holy behind out of bed on the eighth day I doubt he would have had the clarity or courage to create anything so brilliant as this. You, my friend, have captured my imagination, taken it hostage and forced it to face its demons and accept its faults and frailties while finding a modicum of peace in these bleak uncreative times.
Through your artistic wizardry and wondrous eye for detail I have been born anew, awash in the cleansing brush strokes of your genius, blinded by the light of truth while beholding this tremendous masterpiece.
I weep for the souls of past masters who will never know the heights to which they may have ascended on this mortal plane of existence. If Renoir or Matisse were alive today they would prostrate themselves at your feet, disgusted by their own shortcomings and aghast in the knowledge that they were but feeble shadows in the presence of your God like abilities, unworthy to even clean your brushes. I applaud you, Sir, for revealing those charlatans for the hacks they truly were.
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If God had the energy to drag his holy behind out of bed on the eighth day I doubt he would have had the clarity or courage to create anything so brilliant as this. You, my friend, have captured my imagination, taken it hostage and forced it to face its demons and accept its faults and frailties while finding a modicum of peace in these bleak uncreative times.
Through your artistic wizardry and wondrous eye for detail I have been born anew, awash in the cleansing brush strokes of your genius, blinded by the light of truth while beholding this tremendous masterpiece.
I weep for the souls of past masters who will never know the heights to which they may have ascended on this mortal plane of existence. If Renoir or Matisse were alive today they would prostrate themselves at your feet, disgusted by their own shortcomings and aghast in the knowledge that they were but feeble shadows in the presence of your God like abilities, unworthy to even clean your brushes. I applaud you, Sir, for revealing those charlatans for the hacks they truly were.
Bravo!
haha... John's too funny.
Nick, you'll let me wash your brushes, won't you? lol
I miss monguya...
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