Do any of my fellow artists love the stains on their hands? Like, I love walking around with faded paint splatters on my palms. I love the ink stains on my fingers after an afternoon of scribbling a story or splotches on my knuckles when I brushed up against my canvas. I’m not sure why. Maybe I love it because it’s my silent way of showing you I’m an artist. No explanation or portfolio necessary. Just look at my hands and know that though they are stained, they got dirty in the pursuit of making something.