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As soon as my sister could hold a crayon, she would color and draw for hours. By the time she was five years old, she had gone through at least ten notebooks, filling up every little space on each page. The love for painting never left, only intensified as she’d throw paint on canvases and turn it into something truly beautiful. She just had her first pop-up gallery show, where she sold out in less than an hour.