103

She is a street artist.

103 is her home, but she spends more time at work.

She considers art her job.

She rents a small windowless room in Brooklyn.

She creates and sells her art there,

She daydreams about painting the best murals there.

She is at the bottom of the artist food chain.

She has no art degree — school was too expensive.

She has no connections — no fancy collectives to follow.

She has no concept of time - over two minutes, and the cops arrive.

All she has is her art.

All she needs is her art.

She thinks she is a real street artist. No tarnish —

Real paint.