I am not my art

My photos look like they are telling a real life’s story. But I am not my art. The beauty of art is that it creates a bridge like the arc of a rainbow. To take something personal and make it universal and to find the personal in the universal

my head is working all the time

On a lovely winter Sunday, I was struggling to find some peace of mind. For most people excitement is a good thing. It fills them with energy, they feel passionate and want to created something. I think it’s needs to be managed as well. Because it eats me up from insight just as anxiety and leave me exhausted.