By
Updated 6 years ago,September 23, 2019
I met an artist on Bumble.
While we were messaging over the app, it seemed like he was relatively normal.
We talked aboutGame Of Thronesand Stephen King and Ted Bundy.
Thought Catalog
After all, I was a fan of the same things.
I couldnt judge him over them.
On our first date, we visited a museum in the city.
I had suggested the idea, assuming he would be able to teach me about the paintings.
But he wasnt a fan of any of the classic statues or still lifes.
He explained he liked more experimental art.
Those videos probably should have freaked me out.
They should have been red flags.
But I was a writer.
I knew how bizarre the creative process could be.
Besides, I thought the videos were pretty interesting.
Gross, but interesting.
On our next date, I visited his apartment.
He had an abstract painting hanging above his couch.
It was one of those art pieces broken into three separate parts.
Red paint was splattered across the two side pieces.
The middle piece was blank.
I hope you didnt vomit all that paint on there, I joked.
No, my process is more fun than that.
Ill show you later.
He made tacos and poured beers for the both of us.
We ate them on his couch while watching an episode ofModern Family.
Im guessing you picked this episode on purpose, I said.
But Im not sure if doing something like that is romantic or sexy or fucking creepy.
What I want to do is a little different, a little more unique.
Somehow, the conversation transitioned into a makeout session.
He placed it on the mattress.
I dont think thats big enough for us to fit on, I said.
This is whats going to happen.
All you have to do is trust me.
My eyes popped open.
A knife was flush against my veins.
What are you doing?
Im sure youve heard what Hemingway said:There is nothing to writing.
All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.Its the same with paintings.
Get it away from me.
The pain will only be temporary.
The art will last forever.
you could keep the finished canvas if you want.
Well make another for me next time.
Youre out of your fucking mind.
