Mosaics.

“It isn’t everyday that one gets to shape the stones thrown at them into mosaics that are eventually meant to shatter.”

“Why shatter them?”

“It’s my world. I can do whatever I please. It may not be pretty … but at least it’s real.”

“Raw.”

“Raw is how I feel. Real is how I act.”

“Good point. This is truth.”

“On that key note, speaker, even if the mosaics were considered complete, there is always some artist out there who doesn’t think so. Thus, the shattering and starting a’new.”

“Done. That’s you.”

“I’m never truly finished…”

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