i explore new places. to think different thoughts. to catch fresh emotions. and create unique ideas. in the landscapes i see new lines. that become drawings. and from the people. i learn new words. and discover new truths. that find their way. into my poetry. for an artist is no different. from a flower. we find nutrition. in our environment. and make it our life mission. to recreate its beauty. in color and shape.
we are all walking. on an unique road. an ever-changing path. trying to plan ahead. without a clue. without a map. and there is always another. twist and turn. tempting us to change direction. to follow those we love. to run away from our fears. or finally chase our dreams. but don’t let all the possibilities. scare you into paralysis. for all roads are connected. and wherever your journey take you. it will eventually bring you home. for there is no alternative universe. where everything is right. there is only this one. and it’s alright.