Picasso

There's doing, and there's being, and the former is ridiculously easy until you realize there isn't anything you can "do" any longer. You can walk all the walks and spend hours a day on your feet with a heavy backpack and marvel at the fact that your clothes feel looser and your waist tighter, but…

Sometimes, You Draw.

When I was younger, I wanted to be an artist because I wanted to add flowing lines and shapes to blank pages, filling them with something my hand and eye deemed aesthetically pleasing. I observed and understood landscapes, objects and the bright neon shades of candy bar wrappers I liked to crumble and interpret in…