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Next to it hangs The Year I Lost My Family . It’s a large, dark piece. Almost abstract. Splatters of navy and charcoal. In the corner, tiny figures walk away, their backs turned. For a long time, I wanted to take this painting down. Burn it. But I’ve learned that the darkest paintings make the bright ones brighter. They add depth. They tell the truth. The gallery isn’t a highlight reel. It’s a whole life.

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And the first piece? It can be anything you want. Next to it hangs The Year I Lost My Family