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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