I am an artist. I guess you could say that I have been an artist all my conscious life. It is too bad that I finally realized this tendency. I always knew that I did not fit in with school chums, sometimes teachers, and myself. Growing up in Springfield was a lonely time for me. I was socially a misfit. I grow to enjoy my time with my self. It really was not a bad thought. My creativity always reached out to me when I needed solitude. My new bedroom over looked the back yard grass and a hill and walkway to the next terraced street. I watched birds, rode my bike, climbed the "Mt. Evert of Springfield.
The time in Springfield was a happy time and a very sad time for me. Long, log story, I can not go bad and think about it. It is not part of my history. I washed it away a very long time ago.
I always took pictures. Cameras came and upgrades came along, but I still loved being behind the camera.
And yes, I love taking pictures of myself . I don't like to call it a selfie. I don't like the way that sounds. It sounds selfish, self centered, and uncaring.
Don't get me wrong, I am a very caring person. I also have boundaries, my loves, and my likes in my heart. That is where that stuff should be. It should be warm and calm in my heart.
I am an artist. No one can stop me if I believe those words. New Years resolution 2023...believe in yourself, love yourself and be kind to your body and of course, your mind.
Don't say crude words. Don't Gossip. Be kind. Be Helpful to Others.
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