me and art: i love you

I love my art. I love it for always being there when I need a room to ease my anger, confusion and sadness. I love it for quietly holding me from falling down because of my own stupidities. I love it for making me jump out of the bed in the morning and making me just can’t wait to go home to make some more.

I love my art. I love it for showing me how powerful yet shallow I can be because it’s all in my own hands at the end. My ten nail-bitten small fingers. I love it for telling me again and again that it’s never been about material possessions or money I have in my pocket. I love it how a scissor, a tube of glue and piles of scraps could make me feel so full of life. Or your pencil, eraser and paper do to you. Maybe.

I love my art because it comes from every single side of me, myself and I. Nothing more, nothing else. And I know you love your art too. Thank you for sharing it with me and let me sharing mine with you.

me and you

for every single one of you outhere. for being mind blowingly
generous, inspirational and always surprises me in every way.
thank you from the bottom of my heart. i am so happy that
we find each other. truly happy.

me and blogging: my sincere gratitude

for those who came by, leave comments,
joined the giveaways, answering questions
and of course being a new exciting friends
after all these time from the moment I
start this blog. thank you, so much!
you all really inspire this one busy gemini:)