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I’d like to share part of my journey in 2 of my artworks. 

1. A painting before the diagnosis, me alone in my actually beautiful and often fulfilling world, but always striving to reach the world of the others, despite knowing for a fact that it will hurt me. 

2. A sculpture after the diagnosis. I am starting to learn I don’t have to reach or to strive, I don’t need 20 friends when I already have one or two, no need to go out when I have a couch and a family. There are many experiences that make other’s life meaningful that I won’t be able to have, but now I guess it works in the other way around too.

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