What is art to me?
A writing exercise.
A filter. Because I’m often introverted and unsocial. I’m only interested in having conversations with people who get me, or are at least open to my way of thinking. I like to make people smile, but my humor isn’t for everyone.
Rogue bullets I shoot into the night. I wake up with the sunrise to walk the fields. Light one. See who’s been up late.
How I connect to my higher self.
Both the burning coal and the healing hands of God after a mile.