My art wasn’t like everyone else’s. I just didn’t feel like I fit in. I wasn’t weird enough. I was weird in a different way just not through my painting. In my painting, I wanted to celebrate beauty.
It’s Ok to break the mold of what is expected of me. It’s Ok to take the path that few are willing to walk on. I can peel off a layer, or a mask, and connect to a tribe of people who are doing the same thing.