DIMMED FUTURE

If I wanted to be wealthy, I wouldn’t create art.  My future might be dim with art, some nights I might not eat. To be honest I’m scared of the future. I don’t know what I holds for me. But the one thing I do know for sure is that art will always be a big part of it. The world might as well stop if I stopped creating. For without art I lose my guiding light, I lose that last beacon of hope, and my already dim world goes black.

I’m not scared of the demons that face me; I’m scared that the demons will be my doing. Like family, art will be there for me during hard times. My relationship with art will never break. Art will never desert me.  I’m fine with not eating some nights; it’s a small sacrifice for keeping my soul. My dimmed future doesn’t scare me, for I’m the one dimming it.

This week we started our vases in ceramics. I restarted mine because I wanted to create something out of the ordinary. My new idea is rough; right now it has something to do with tentacles. Mr. McKnight says the piece needs to be at least 10 inches high, I’m at about 4, so I have a lot of work to go.