When You Look At My Art, What Do You See?
My art is a piece of me.
When you look at my art, what do you see?
Paint on a canvas? Bits of string tied to a branch from a tree?
Dreamcatchers, butterflies, & geometry?
I wonder if you realize it’s a piece of me.
My art is my joy, life lessons, & dreams
All spilled out before you
Vulnerable, naked, beautifully messy, wild, & free.
Do you see yourself in my art? Or some distant memory?
Something long ago forgotten, brought back to fill your heart with glee?
Do the colors make you smile like they do for me?
My only wish is that whatever you see
I hope it makes you happy. <3