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Art is this thing that bubbles up from inside, and who can contain it? I remember when I was a toddler my parents would give me crayons and craft paper, which I would scribble on for hours. It was plain old, simple mark-making. It was an overflow of my being. This transitioned to doodles in the classroom, and I guess now art is something I am really passionate about. I love art because of its versatility; it has a communicative power that transcends language. There is something about an image that has the potential to penetrate the deeper levels of a person’s soul. Creative mediums give us a way to express a profound and intuitive aspect of ourselves, which otherwise might not shine so brilliantly.
When I see children delving into these abstract, random parts of themselves, and creating silly creatures like “bee-cats” and “8-eyed monsters” it gives me joy. Imagination leads to innovation. And I always aim to maintain this sort-of childlike purity in my work; to embody spontaneity and playfulness. It is my hope that the work I create can be a gift to the world; to inspire and encourage others on the journey of life.
Love and Shalom, my fellow humans!
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