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I am an artist,
I draw for my love of drawing and to serve my own desire,
I draw to achieve calmness and inner peace,
And willing to imporve at all time.
I am never flattered by praises heaved on my works.
I am not and will never be disheartened by criticisms, however harsh.
I don't believe there is anything in the world that can please everyone, except perhaps, happiness.
And therefore, I seek and create happiness.
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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