
A bird told me not to give up my dreams and gather the courage to get out there.
When I create something, may it be drawing, written or molded, it makes me feel like being an instrument. I always have the odd impression that I am a simple medium, and the line or the paint use me to tell their own stories their own meanings.
I like this sensation of not being in control. It does confirm to me that their is somewhere something bigger than us an if we pay attention it will talk to us by any mean available, may it be art, writing or music. This is my own system of belief and I do not impose it on anybody, I just acknowledge that it is there and not everything can be labelled, catalogue and logical.
Having mystery around us is not threatening or scary. Life is mystical, we are just use to it!
So a bird told me not to give up on my dreams and keep going, and that's what I will do....I can only pass the message along.
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