my world is art
with every push of a brush or stroke of a pencil
i design my life
art makes all the bad things in life go away
delving into a world unknown to others, helps numb the pain
i live for the rush of accomplishment
i live to illustrate dreams aggressively
all without saying a word
the quiet world that is me
is a burning fire waiting to break out
i live to create work that turns your head and excites your eyes
i live for the attention
i live for the music that influences my work
my world is art in every sense
my world is something no one understands
or even cares to know
when i take that pencil in my hand
a wave of images flow through my head at high speeds
i design my life into every drawing and painting
all the intensity, all the fire, relieves this pressure
art clears my mind but congests it at the same time
this insane way of thinking in my head
is me with no sound, a mute intensity
i live for color
i live for line
i live for shape
add those elements together and you have me
art is the blood that runs through my veins
tough canvas makes my skin
break that lifeline and you break me
because art makes me want to live.
