I used to think that I needed extrinsic motivation to be creative. However, the moment I stopped looking outward and focused inward, I awakened my divine desire. I ceased the perpetual search for a worldly muse. Instead, I mused, as all the inspiration I needed was within me. Inspiration appeared in my dreams and interludes in my mind. 

 

I made a promise to tell my truth. In my uniquely organised style, I bring my thoughts to life. For I see, there is the light overcoming the darkness. The light arises over time and space. I traverse these changes in layers of crisscrossed brushstrokes in vivid colour and bold contrast. This creative journey unfolds in my thoughts, by my actions and on my canvases.