Ones life is like a form of ART it is colorful when you are happy and it was in dark when you are on despair. But what do you think the true meaning of arts in ones life.
Hi I am a nobody, a person who dream to become an artist, a person who just drew, paint, create what is in my imagination. As I hold my brush with a smile on my face I started to put a single line again and again until I have form an image. My imagination that brings me to the other dimension that gives me a unique and extraordinary ideas to drew with but also there this time that making me feel annoyed, angry and doubt myself for not getting the result I wanted.
Inside of a four corner room you will see a lots of painting hanging on the wall. A paintings that has it's own story to tell with whom who wanted to see the beauty inside it. As I stand in the middle of the room not just an artist but a curator. Yes a curator but not an artist it was sudden changes in my path, sometimes even if you want that thing so desperately you can't predict that it still be in the future you have to let go even if you dont want to. If that will not be for you then try to look what will be your craft. Curator is not just a person who hang painting on the wall they are also an Artist who touches the four corner room to be a body foundation of a painting. I was mesmerized by the time I finished hanging the paintings on the wall the same feeling as I finished my paintings when I still dreaming.
I just realized something while looking at it I am lucky enough to be a person I can do what ever I want to do, I can go wherever I want to go unlike those painting hanging on the wall that can only move from one place to another if someone moves it.
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