Life keeps changing, taking me to a direction where my art isn’t part of my daily life. Sometimes I felt like I have abandoned it, trying not to think about it. But in the end, I always come back to it, it has always been close to my heart whether I realized or not. I felt blessed that my art has never abandoned me, even though I abandoned it so many times.

While I watch everyone else improved over the years, I feel ashamed. I felt like I have let my art down. I could have accomplished so much, yet I have chosen to do none.

Life is never the way you wanted or planned it to be. But one thing for sure is that my love affair with art will never die. I am grateful that it has never left me, no matter how far or close I am. It’s always been there waiting for me.

so… what am I talking about.. honestly?.... lol……

Well…. I guess what I am trying to say is… as life ever changing… I am so grateful to have few things that will forever be with me.