People think I collect art. What I really collect are lives fixed in paint. A perfect moment capturing an entire existence, made immortal. A monster’s fight to survive, and live to kill again. A mother willing to fracture her own soul to protect her child. Youth’s struggle for innocence, despite life’s cruelty. The double-edged lies needed to sustain a double-edged life. A wandering hero’s pure joy at success, and his darkest hour, when all the world seems lost. All perfect moments, frozen in time. Alone, each tells a single story. Together, they can tell the future.
Linderman
