She’s different now. I used to see her in chaos The bustle of people on the street The laugh of a child in the theater The bark of a dog in a winter park The hum of a car outside my window. Now I find her in silence In every frostbitten morning In every sunrise of an autumn morn In every second of quiet peace In every blissfully calm moment In every evening as the mountains hide the sun In every night as the moon rises into the expansive blackness There I find her Waiting Radiant in her white, enchanting glow Her eyes fixed on me As mine on her She smiles, and I feel a warmth I am light, and she is the calming darkness I am blue, she is streaks of sunset orange I am fading, she is painting me back to existence. Back to Life.
Biography: I’ve always been inspired by the world around me: by the beauty in a simple sunset, the power in a rainstorm, the ethereal wonder in a perfect view. I aim to capture the beauty of the world in the few ways I know how. I’m inspired by the wonderful people around me and their own works of art. The way they weave words together or blend colors on paper is incredible, and it pushes me to do better in every aspect of my life. I’m inspired by the simple power symbolism has, and the dual meanings it often produces, because life is all about duality and grey space. I am often enamored with that grey space, that strange middle ground between all we know and all we don’t, and I hope someday my work can reflect the mutual simplicity and complexity that is the grey space in life.