February 22, 2004: rebirth.

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I took everything off the walls - the clock, the letter list, the calendar; I painted the walls white with Gesso and painted a bit without clothes.

It's good to realize that you don't need most of the items that you surround yoruself with and that it's most likely better to do without them when you can.

I wanted to almost have a rebirth in the middle of the painting. One should realize that you can have a birth in some respects in the middle of something - not just in the beginning or at the end of something - for example, I see death as the birth of death, not the end of life.

Everything is a transition, but not everything moves at the same pace or begins/rebegins at exactly the same speed.

Every act of creation is first of all an act of destruction.
Pablo Picasso

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