““Because if you walk in a city you’re jostled by hundreds of indifferent people with indifferent eyes that look at you as if you weren’t there at all. You begin to feel you must be invisible. Hundreds and thousands of eyes, and not one pair really seeing you or caring who you are. I’d rather walk down Beilford High Street and know that everybody was saying, ‘There goes the mad painter!’ It’s better to be mad than invisible.” She””
