I couldn’t decide whether it was better to be the art, or the artist. — Chris Campanioni, Going Down
I couldn’t decide whether it was better to be the art, or the artist. — Chris Campanioni, Going Down
I couldn’t decide whether it was better to be the art, or the artist. — Chris Campanioni, Going Down
I couldn’t decide whether it was better to be the art, or the artist. — Chris Campanioni, Going Down
I couldn’t decide whether it was better to be the art, or the artist. — Chris Campanioni, Going Down
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I couldn’t decide whether it was better to be the art, or the artist.

— Chris Campanioni, Going Down
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