My name is Albert and I paint on the train. I carry my brushes, canvas, colors, and all the paintings I’ve recently done. All in the palm of my hand. When I get to my stop I pack up and head out. There’s no easel, no sketchbook, no brushes or hassle. Just my finger, my phone, and the satisfaction of turning a basic sketch into a full-blown painting in the time it takes me to get from Grand Central to my stop.

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