Its been a little bit since my last update! I was traveling, embracing culture and emerging myself in a form of art, life and espressos!
My travels took me to NYC...Its a city that in my opinion words can't describe! it has a distinct pulse, beat a rhythm! But there are lines that lead to somewhere. I found i was faced with decision each day as to what line i would take...Train tacks (so to speak) that will lead you to different destinations! I want to ask you a question, about ones view on "Art". What is your definition of it and what limitations do you put on it? Is it a picture, clothing, food, or is it ones life? Do you conform to what people want or do you challenge yourself to look outside the box?
Whilst lying under the shade of a tree in central park, I read a quote out of the art section in the NY Times,. "Abbie, always bases her themes on the stories that she wants to tell, not what the market place my feel more comfortable hearing"
I have been thinking that maybe our life is an expression of an artist! Do we conform to what we think people want to hear or do we :: "wear the clothes " xx sarah
