They call it art. I call it a disgrace.
The galleries are filled with mockeries—sloppy strokes, lifeless shapes, empty ideas. They hang these abominations on sacred walls, insult the masters, and sell our heritage for profit. Someone had to take a stand, and that someone is me.
With a boxcutter in hand and a fire in my heart, I am cleansing the gallery of its pretenders. Their hollow canvases bleed, their façades crumble, and the true meaning of artistry is restored. They’ll call me a monster, a vandal, but I know the truth. I am a savior of beauty, a herald of tradition.
This is my confession, my mission, and my masterpiece.
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I have no idea how to write a poem, but I didn't know how to paint or rig practical effects either and that didn't stop me. The painting in question, titled "I'm sorry to hear about your accident" now hangs in my bedroom, exposed insides and all.
~Credits~
~Cast~
Disgraced Painter - Seth Sturgill
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~Music~
Original Score - Aybars Savat
~Crew~
Written - Alec Preissler
Album Art - Alec Preissler
Audio Editing - Alec Preissler