Emotion after emotion
coming out on the page ..
colour after colour streaming from my brush
as i get lost in the process of creating something
creating something that comes from deep within my heart
Lost stroke after stroke ...
the paint fills the page
layer after layer ..
becoming more complex then before ..
words holding so much sentiment ...
the pictures allowing me to be vunlerable to the outside world..
As i feel stripped .. of my layers
as others look , judge , and percieve my art
But such is the life of an artist ..
of a poet , of a writer of a photographer..
it's all part of the process ...
and it won't stop me from creating that which i find beautiful ...