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Whether it's making a sandwich, making a homepage or making love, every project is a work of art. Once in 1988 while lying in bed peeling a kiwi fruit with a sharp knife and watching Mel Brooks "History of the World, Part I" Seth fumbled for the remote and stabbed himself in the fleshy part of the arm just opposite the elbow barely missing the central artery. Unable to locate a bandage, Seth pressed pause then skillfully patched his wound with cotton balls and masking tape, which he insisted on using for the next five days while the damage healed. Seth's quick thinking that day avoided the trauma of a doctor's stitches and insured that he will always be able to remember that cool autumn evening when he feels the lump of scar tissue in his arm. The canvas is Seth, the paintbrush is life and the easel is everything else.