the moon is there it is always there different each time you look you stare i don’t know where you are or if you looked up like before but I hope last night a little moonlight slipped under your door
Searching for reasons. Why? When? It is not finding the time, but finding the space. Physically, emotionally beyond a trace of the humanity you know is there and has been all along. Still you search.
Art does not need to be understood as much as it needs to be created. For the moment art is conceived, captured, or undertaken, there is more than an understanding. There is a will.
Creation, in any form or media, demonstrates ideals and vision, its satisfies curiosity and proves a worth greater than any material possession.
Without question, art stands on its own. The statement it makes — however elementary or complex — does not need to be appreciated as much as it simply needs to be.
Art is like breath, it happens organically and is required for life to continue moving forward.