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Mesmerizing Paintings - Nathan Ford

Nathan Ford is a UK-based artist who took a BA (Hons) degree in Fine Art at Byam Shaw School of Art. His work has been seen in solo exhibitions in Bath and group exhibitions including those of the Royal Society of British Artists (2001 2002, 2012) and the Royal Institute of Oil Painters (1999–2011), whose Winsor and Newton Young Artist of the Year Award he won in 2001, 2003 and 2010. His work was included in the BP Portrait Award in 2000, 2010 and 2011.

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posted by Margaret

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I am still living a double life :(

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"You shouldn’t be here. I should’ve never brought you to this place." Are you honestly saying that now? I thought: 1. It’s a little too late for that 2. I’d come anyway. I’ve already taken a toke off that crack pipe. I know it was only twice, but one hit was enough to send all the chemicals to my brain. "I shouldn’t have done this to you. I knew all the risks and still i put you to it. I’m sorry." Fuck those risks. This is amazing. I feel invincible. I feel like climbing walls or smashing things. I didn’t know that i was capable of feeling this "good" until now. I can not fully comprehend the enormity of these sensations. Euphoria is probably an understatement for what I am experiencing. It was like falling in love but ten times better. No a hundred. Maybe a thousand. I wish it would be like this forever. But no, this is only a one time high. I kept reassuring myself that this is the last time. Mind over matter, mind over matter, mind over matter. "Show up to class tomorrow, otherwise i’ll assume you’re dead." I nodded. I took out my pack of cigarettes. Tonight i am most convinced that my lungs are made of titanium as i lit my fifteenth stick. Before i know it, i was lost in the enormity once again.

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Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you.

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I’ve never felt so empty as the bottle of this vodka I’ve been drinking for hours. And at the same time, I’ve never felt so saturated with feelings and unwanted emotions like this poison in my heart I’d like to call ‘love’. It’s such a nice word— love. Too big. Too vague. Too painful. Yet so beautiful. How I wish taking it in was as easy as drinking a cup of coffee on a old rainy day.

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