Art is my cure to all this madness, sadness and loss of belonging in the world, and through it I'll walk myself home

Who are you?
Answer without your name, your job, things you've done, your possessions, your friends...

The first questions we're often asked are "what do you do?" or "where are you from?"
As if that somehow defines you. Nobody ever ask who you really are.

... And who are you, really?

You are not a name, a weight, or a gender.

You are not the money in your wallet, your friends, or your looks.

You are not an age, your past, or where you're from...

You are a thousand things, but sadly most people choose to see the million things you're not.
They simply don't see you for you.

You are not where you're from - you are where you're going.

You are your individual consciousness. You are your soul, and your passions.
Your mentality and reflections. Your conscience, your intentions.

You are what lies beyond everything physical, what lives deep down in your mind and heart
- your own inner continuously evolving work of art.