I am an artist. I don’t know who I am as an artist; I just know I am one.
Me
I am a graphic artist…I don’t like to speak in front of a crowd with my voice and I don’t like to cry with tears or yell with sounds…
When I Paint, I feel the brush in my hand but I am not telling it what to do, it just does it. I am out of myself and have lost all sense of time. I feel like mysel…