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Silko


 

I shan’t “correct" you

Your perception is your own

And the second I put my art out

It becomes universal, and no longer mine

Your interpretation is just as valid as mine

It may hurt me, but I’d never take away your experience.

Art then becomes cultural assimilation.

And as much as I’ve built myself up- this art is not of me-

Art is for and from everything.

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