Day 1

My mother once asked me what my dreams were.

When I was five, I wanted to be a princess.

at seven, to be a ballerina.

Eleven, a teacher.

Fifteen, a writer.

Seventeen, in love.

Eighteen, a teacher again.

Nineteen…well that brings me here.

All I know is that I want to be a dreamer. No matter what that means, no matter where I am or where it takes me.

And art is how I dream…

Poems, pictures, paintings, drawings, music, ponderings…I’m gonna try it all.

This life is something too short and too beautiful to pass by—I want to discover it in it’s entirety.

So I’m embarking on this journey. A journey of faith, of love, of life…

And of beauty.

I want to document it and share it. It’ll be super cool I swear.

Join me?