Sitting on a rock outside the Berkeley campus in CA.
Art is important to me. More. Art is really fucking important to me. My body is scarred in the name of art. I am filled with passion when we speak of art. There is art that I cannot live without. There is art that I dispise. I will have an opinion because it's everything to me. I was born with palms covered in India India ink and graphite. I speak in poetry. I choose my spoken words as I would a song. I have been outcasted often in my life and at times wished I could escape this. But I am an artist. My hands are for molding, carving, writing, fine detail. I've lost it all in the name of art. It is important to me.