Art is freedom. It’s jumping off the cliff of uncertainty, responsibility, everything that holds us back.
When we allow ourselves to get lost in a song, photograph, painting, poem, or book, we are jetting off to hidden places in our minds. The untapped slices of our souls that remind us life is to be lived with passion and heartache.
Because of my skin, I gravitated toward anything alternative. I melted in the acceptance of different not only being accepted, but celebrated.