Today I felt I looked as different as I have begun to feel, in the best way possible. I look at old pictures of myself and I find I see myself more in them than in pictures of myself more recently-that is until today.
Today I am excited. I realized I really do love waking up every morning to go into the print lab, the smell of ink, the sunlit windows, the family. I have found I have held myself back, for a year or two now from having the little art family I have come to hold dear. It has grown out of the years of time we’ve spent together, and the respect I have for what it is they strive for. And from that comes some of the people I wake up to see, and smile and cheer for when they have shows. From that I have found, a better definition of myself, a stronger clearer picture. The best kinds of families are the ones that let you shine.
