The Tourtured Mind of an Artist

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…esn't want to do this but has to. I feel that there is no one focal point, they all blend together to become one. This is similar to my thoughts on how Goya felt when each time Josefa was pregnant it was his actions that ripped the lives out of her innocent body every time. Goya like Saturn killed his children, not in a deliberate manner but in a reckless sense of his premarital activates.