Starting An Art Movement Again
When I was in high school a few of my friends and I decided we were going to start an Art movement.
It was going to be something like the Hudson River School--except based solely on our love for painting the Lake. Lake Erie that is.
A few of us even used to cut school all the time just so we could go sit by the Lake and paint her. It was us hard-core painters that wrote a manifesto, came up with a whole philosophy for our movement, and believed it with all our hearts.
I remember it so clearly: The Lake was Life.
Almost twenty years later, here I am.
Starting another Art movement all over again.
Believe me...you can't run from who you really are.
It's better to just surrender to those dreams you had when you were sixteen, five, or eleven.