I became an artist out of sheer desire for meaning in life. I had no clue how it and I were going to survive, but I knew it was my best bet to self being and I just gambled on it. Looking back, it was evangelizing me. It is that simple. It was God in Christ in art and beauty that was bringing me to my senses to lead me out of the sty I had made my home. They did all the rest and gave me a life I did not even have the vocabulary to give imagination to my mind and heart to what was happening to my life. The life they gave me was abundant, easy, and hard-free, it was as if I was born with the animation to be an artist and all I had to do was continue to step into me. It is a great mystery to be gifted yourself after such utter failure of trying your hardest to be yourself.
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| Found this in the woods yesterday. One of the gifts is getting my blind eyes to see. |
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