A sketchbook for an artist is like a personal diary. Along with intimate thoughts, it includes very personal pictures that pop into my mind seemingly at will.
My thoughts are probably very depressing to others. But, we all have a unique view of the world, life and everything else. Between those bleak lines of dispiriting thoughts, there is beauty. Beauty is seen in many forms, but for me, nature truly inspires me.
For no matter how brief our time is on this earth, nature will always be raw. It can be dangerous and mysterious but those moments of beauty overshadow it all. It never bends to the whims of others and therefore the only force on this earth unapologetic to be itself.
Life is a dark struggle in the night, with brief moments of joy scattered about like stars.
Our lives mimic nature, dark and dangerous and yet beautiful, if we but look.
The sky is never truly dark at night. On those special nights when the stars shine brilliantly, you can sometimes catch a glimpse of the milky way. Those nights are fabulous. The night sky is never truly black. Our universe is color and it reaches into our world to disperse the dark.
It gives me hope.
I wouldn't want it any other way.
My thoughts are probably very depressing to others. But, we all have a unique view of the world, life and everything else. Between those bleak lines of dispiriting thoughts, there is beauty. Beauty is seen in many forms, but for me, nature truly inspires me.
For no matter how brief our time is on this earth, nature will always be raw. It can be dangerous and mysterious but those moments of beauty overshadow it all. It never bends to the whims of others and therefore the only force on this earth unapologetic to be itself.
Life is a dark struggle in the night, with brief moments of joy scattered about like stars.
Our lives mimic nature, dark and dangerous and yet beautiful, if we but look.
The sky is never truly dark at night. On those special nights when the stars shine brilliantly, you can sometimes catch a glimpse of the milky way. Those nights are fabulous. The night sky is never truly black. Our universe is color and it reaches into our world to disperse the dark.
It gives me hope.
I wouldn't want it any other way.
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