When All Else Fails...

As an artist I have the wonderful ability to channel any and every emotion into artistic expression. On my worst and best days there is something to be said about the things I create. I closed a show Saturday night and gave a performance that felt more like therapy for my heart than entertainment for the audience...but I know they felt it. And that's not to toot my horn but simply to help me point out how much art means to me. Any and every artist who loves what they do would agree that never has something so beautiful been created than when something or someone alters their world. Whether it's a 25 page journal entry, a poem, a letter to your heart, a new song...a screenplay...without a doubt, pressure (whether emotional, mental or otherwise) creates artistic diamonds. I realize how lucky I am to have something I can always go back to...my art, my core...my heartbeat. I have a place like none other to escape to...to get lost in...to remember in. So today I salute art for being constant. Constant in its safety. Constant in it's ability to remind me just how beautiful the world is. Constant in it's consistency.

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures. ~Henry Ward Beecher

Sincerely,

@bestnewactress