Scarlet, marigold, goldenrod, jade, cerulean, and violet. Colors are a universal language. And with my hands and my mind, I can make them speak; I can communicate through colors. Art is communication between the world and me. It is my way of saying or screaming: “look at me, listen to me; look at me through these edges and shapes, listen to me through these patterns and lines”.And with colors, edges, shapes, patterns, and lines, I draw to create an external representation of myself. And when I do I let a part of myself out to be vulnerable, available. And I let people in to see and look. It is my way of saying, “Here I am, and even if I am scared, look at me.” Take notice, and don’t forget.If that can mean something to someone, that is all I need.I hope that something I do will move someone, will make a difference to someone. If someone feels something when they look at what I create, that will make me happy.I don’t ever want to forget what my hands and my mind can do, and what that can mean to someone else.And so I must never forget to keep creating.I want to carve the word create into my skin, just so I will always remember.
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