I always found people dismissing art as "just art" disconcerting. When I think about what I do, I always find myself comparing it to some sort of magic.

Deep down, of course, it's just pen strokes, brush strokes, clay, sounds, whatever. But with enough vision and enough practice, one can fit those basic elements into a pattern, weaving those strands into something more complicated. And somewhere along the line, the magic happens and those woven strands become more than the sum of their parts. They become a symphony. They become a landscape. They become a person with hopes and dreams, who looks back at you.

Even if some days it's harder than others, I enjoy creating things <3