Smells like suffering. For your art, of course. Because why else would you exist solely on ramen noodles and 1-ply bathroom tissue? I just hope it's all worth it in the end. When you're long gone. And I've inherited all those paintings that are just now becoming a hot commodity, suckaaa.
Art studio fumes scented.
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