My favorite part of this piece are the first and bottom layers. The phrase "I just wanted to soar" with can be seen in the top of the painting was not the original phrase I wrote but instead "I just wanted YOU to soar." This was placed atop a house, next to a large + open door along with the phrase "Fly pretty bird, fly." It wasn't until the bird was added without thought ontop at a later time that the phrase became "I just wanted to soar." Maybe that's my art's way of telling me I should try and worry a little bit more about me. 
 
I didn't used to consider myself a painter, if you handed me a pencil I wouldn't know what to do with it. But, after having a year to just make without instruction, guidance, or a prompt I finally found my own path and style of painting. I've secretly been working on two different collections for the past year and both heavily influenced this work but provided me with the experience to find an innate and natural way of making that felt true to me. Since this happened it almost feels like there aren't enough canvasses in the world to fill all the compositions that are constantly floating around my mind. 
 
These pieces are purely were created absent mindedly, in a meditative or manic state. These pieces lived with me in my bedroom for a month and became a journal of what I was feeling, thinking and going through and now exist as a representation of this incredibly troubling time in my life. At the end of the day it's nice to know that beauty can always come from the darkest experiences. 
 
Mediums: Soft Pastel, Oil Pastel, Acrylic, Posca Markers, Color Pencils, Charcoal, Hell of a lot of emotions
Canvas type: Hand Stretched, Gessoed
Dimensions: 12x12in.