9/7/2015 6:06pm

The misconception of being an artist isn't being famous or clean but restless and messy. I got that idea from my brother when he said the most well respected artists were not artists first, but had jobs and lives that gave the experiences and hardships that were later expressed in their art. Where were we when we spent so long "finding ourselves" is like the feeling of creating a masterpiece that nobody understands and that is fulfilling to me. I can no longer follow anyone else's journey for I am holding my sanity by a thread, like a kite behind me and I can hide it really well. I believe I can control the wind, the sea is my consciousness, and the wind makes every little ripple in the water. Every ripple makes another ripple and a bigger one which becomes uncontrollable. Calm ocean almost like a marble slate I can walk onto the horizon with my hands in my pockets looking down at my reflection.