this is purely self indulgent
Something about Ratio using art as a means of venting his emotions or frustrations. Sculpting his own likeness only to destroy the statue before the clay can set, taking out his self hatred on this replication of him. Finding perhaps a tiny bit of solace in the way his fist aches and his knuckles bruise after punching his imperfect, stone replica and watching its head fall from its body. Puncturing a hole through his canvas before he can even finish what he was painting because the way his hand shakes while moving the brush is just agitating enough to be what sets him off.
Emotions are messy and illogical, they don't follow one linear like most things, which is what makes them so profound. Just like art. It's never unlike artists to lash out at their mediums for not ending up perfectly.
He takes immense care of his artworks, as seen with him polishing his alabaster head, yet who's to say there's not dozens of broken statues to accompany his broken self image?
