It has been an obvious passion of mine ever since I could barely walk and speak in decent sentences without drooling up a cascade of my own saliva.
It has been the thing that was always there with me, even when no one was. I never saw myself as something else other than an artist. Back then, I was so scared to even mentioning a career as an artist, because of its social stigma. But I still went for it, knowing all it's pros and cons.
Life is too short to be minding what other people think about things you want to do in your life.
A lot of people think that the most important things in life is to have a secure job that pays well, have a nice car, a nice house etc etc. WHY?
Fuck material shit, you are not going to use or have them once your six feet underground.
A lot of people think that the most important things in life is to have a secure job that pays well, have a nice car, a nice house etc etc. WHY?
Fuck material shit, you are not going to use or have them once your six feet underground.
People have to keep in mind that almost all of us wont get to live to be a 100—probably less than that, or even half of that. I think a lot of us plan ahead way too early. You can never tell when it's going to be your time to die. Death terrifies a lot of us, but I think we should see it differently. It is everywhere and it happens every minute and I think people should be encouraged by this and live life like if it's going to end tomorrow. That to me is what I find so beautiful about death. It is a natural billboard that lets everyone realize what is important. We all just have to read between the lines without that "blindfold".
So what does it all boil down to?
So what does it all boil down to?
Always do what makes you happy and not what makes others happy.
Therefore, I make art every day and I love it. It might be the simplest thing in the world to be doing as a human being, but it brings me a lot of satisfaction and joy. I never cared about the price of it, because I saw it all as worth the hassle. So go pursue what you love and get it.
On another note. I heard that The Art Institute is going to be making a trip to Italy next year. I have always dreamed to go there and visit. Not only Italy is fucking beautiful—it is full of artwork from my favorite painters and sculptors. If I get to go, I will do whatever it takes to not cry like a baby every 10 seconds. This is going to happen, and I won't let anything or anyone stop me from going to this trip! I am sick and tired of hearing people talk about this place and not having the chance to go and see it for myself.
-M
-M