sometimes I do studies of actual things in the actual world around me
and I’m like damn I could make some really philosophical observation
about this chair that I’ve lived with for years but I’ve never drawn and
never noticed how the seams work or looked at the creases or how the
fabric faded on that one side and isn’t it weird how we think we know
these objects when in actuality we don’t know them at all and what
amazingly little time we spend really observing and appreciating the
world that makes up our reality-
but instead I just;
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