Defining Art

Art, with all its forms is my way of saying hi. Simply reaffirming my existence, knowing, that I am here, living, breathing, and feeling. Without it, I am an invisible being walking gray roads not knowing how to fit in or what others want from me. Without it, I am an alien. It defines my human identity, and helps me cope with days where I feel like there is no one out there left to hear my calls. Where my voice ripples silence throughout. It is what keeps me company, it is my friend, my teacher, and my love. It is how I talk, and without it, I am lost for words to explain myself. Without it, I am numbed of feelings, powerless, trapped in a tower with no stairs. When no one sees me for who I am, I do not lose myself, my identity is crystallized in the form it is in, it is preserved and unchanged. Without it, I am a nobody.

Numb

"...Its in my blood spreading through my heart— pumping me numb.”

Redemption

If you ever need me, I'll be in my little escape, my sanctuary, cacooned in my silence till I'm finally ready to burst and share my colors with the world, because right now my green is your red and your red is my blue and up is down and down is up. So for now, I'll be reconstructing, but this time I'll wrap myself in bubble wrap to cushion my next fall.... Plus, bubble wrap's always good entertainment.

Searching for Self - first sketch

“I'm afraid that sometimes you'll play lonely games too. Games you can't win 'cause you'll play against you.”
― Dr. Suess

A reason to smile

That beautiful moment when that smile fills half of your face when you realize that you have the most amazing friends and family anyone can ever ask for, that they are always there for you, and that no one can ever take that away from you.

Childhood lies

"Treat people the way you want to be treated"
- the most ridiculous quote I've ever heard.