Growing up- I'd always been attracted to the creativity and potential in art. It didn't matter if you started off talented or not, you could get better, and make things your own. No one could take that spark from you-no one could touch you in that fantasy world where you vanished the moment you touched a pencil, brush, or even a simple pen. You were something a apart from others, you were a beast with color, a rainbow with hands, you were special-because you always were special without realizing it.
That my friends is an artist. Whether your artwork be colorful, bright, endearing, powerful, strong or dreary. It's what makes you an artist-steadfast and unique. And that is what I strive to be. |
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