Self Made Art

"Realizing the Self" self portrait, 2010.

Walking through miles of sandy beaches, traversing branches and rock that clutter our way. Staring at the distance we covered on the mornings glow, a breath escapes, a sign of relief or despair. Staying dry on a rainy night, warm when the cold ocean breeze breaks the sun. The moment we take the world into our own hands is truly the moment we become free, we own ourselves. We can now pitch the tents of the mind and climb inside, build the fire to light up the night and sway of the ghosts. Making it through the darkest days are the diamonds that shine brighter than the morning sun. The value not measured in gold, but measured in the weight we unpack from our hearts. discarding the waste, only keeping the tools we need to make it through the dark misty nights alone in the sand. 

Art has always been a way for me to express not myself, but express the struggles of "man". We all go through things in life and sometimes just don't know how to deal with it. One way for me has always been drawing or painting, self taught I found it hard to learn from someone else when only I knew what needed to come out. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, and I agree, with words can come emotions, stories and realizations. Sometimes they come out quickly and easily, sometimes it takes days of staring at the white blank canvas awaiting a memory or story to unfold. As time progresses I hope to dive deeper, produce more detailed pieces for others to enjoy. I hope that with what I can get out others can sense in the painting and open up in there own way, I feel that art is the thing that will transcend all history, from the beginning of us to the end. I just feel lucky to be a part of it, and to have seen so much of the world in the form of art, to me it is true love.