Because I am done being a perfectionist, a closet artist, a muffled voice.
I decided to be brave, to be bold, I decided to be SLOPPY.
My folds are not perfect. My English is not quite right. I can’t draw eyes… So what ? (crosses and rectangles make great eyes, anyway)
I put my work out there and realized that I too, have a voice.
I have the power to create moments of beauty, induce moments of joy.
I am myself, I’m having fun, I feel alive.