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But also, more importantly, a few words shared.

Common ideas that bridge the divide between you and me.

As artists, we are in our heads, our bodies forgotten, except when unwinding from tortured positions.

But we can connect. Because even if our struggles are different, they are the same.

Connect with other artists,

With the audience.

With the work.

With the flow of life.