"Only after the last tree has been cut down. Only after the last river has been poisoned. Only after the last fish has been caught. Only then will you find you cannot eat money." -Cree Prophecy
I AM nothing special honestly. I strive to be the best of my abilities and yet I'm not even close. I have confidence in my willingness and my potential to grow yet there's so much that hold me back.I look back at it and the revelation saddens me because these burdens that held me back, were all just my faults and errors. I look back to realize that I cannot control these faults and all I really have to do is persevere through this mess. I know who I am and I look into the mirror knowing who's going to appear there. Though it feels I'm walking through this road I know, like the back of my hand, and I turn over a corner and I'm lost. I think that's why I love art. Art allows me to meet those unmet, those little corners unseen in my complicated thoughts. It allows me to be free. I'm not perfect and I do not strive nor do I want to be anything near perfect. All I wish is to meet my regards and to have others appreciate the things I create although they may not seem that nice. ♥
