pi & anne

Sometimes I have to grab my own head and look myself in the eye. Basically, art can’t just be about being received, about getting momentum because it’s loved and recognised by someone else — it needs me first. To a large extent, my focus has to be elsewhere than on external recognition. I need my own devotion and happiness that comes from seeing, filtering, understanding and creating. That woah. That yes. That I just do it. That it’s weird, but. That I don’t care. That it makes me emotional. That oh, look!

That it feels right.