Less about knowing exactly where I am going, more about seeing what happened when I have arrived. The art of the continuous line is towards the general direction of an idea, then growing once there. Raised on getting lost, finding a place I have never been before, meeting new people I would have never met otherwise, experiencing things beyond what I could have ever imagined, getting lost is the biggest art in my direction. In all this looking for things while lost, I have found there is still so much more to look for, perpetually.

Drawing from the basics, questions to guide. Impressions may spotlight the presence of existence’s impact on itself, but impressionless lines widen my scope for curiosity. The matter of how I choose to tackle the question of how one is to occupy one’s extended timespan just to reach the length of it is found in depicting it for in a moment, that very thought can disappear.