photo by Aaron Michael Brown
I'm chasing dreams and I enjoy every minute of it.
I am playing games with what if's and I'm roll'n deep,
chin high and shoulders tight.
Life has treated me well.
Lets get out of this town and make history.
Years may pass and people could start talking,
but we know our journey and we will continue
chin high and eyes in flight.
Let that inspiration swell.
There is so much out there that we could miss.
There is so much out there that we could learn.
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Can we talk?
Can we catch up with what we have missed? Can we create a bond that can grow and flourish? I have a feeling like there are so many stories I have yet to hear. There is inspiration at every corner, yet I have walked the hallways blind and covered my face on each ninety degrees of motivation. I feel as though my inspiration has taken a fall for time and while I just create illustrations without that drive to know what I really want, I lack the choice to stop. It isn't that my art suffers, but I suffer with the knowledge that I can create something better. I want to create a piece that can reach in to someone's chest and touch that beating thing we call a heart. I want my art not only shock the observer, but make them question who they are as a human being. Art will always be my life and to give that up in a moment of creativity block would be like kicking a leg that is already broken; it is already weakened, it is already breathless, it is already pushing up daisies. I need some awakening.
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