It's funny really. I used to play it off that art was merely a hobby; something completely impractical and ridiculous to pursue. Yet, the more I tried to resist, the stronger the urge became, until eventually I caved in and spent countless hours at the easel. So where does that leave me?
Well, I certainly could not deny who I was becoming any longer. My incapacity to ignore the incessant beckoning of the brushes, taught me one crucial thing: In creating, I have never felt more alive, and the beauty of that simple truth is that my existential quest has taken me closer to my goal of self-understanding. I am an artist, trying to leave a mark on this canvas of a world.
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