Visitors

"The rush isn't the finish line. Never has been. It's that wild, chaotic dance we do to get there. That's where the real pulse is, for me. When I lose track of hours and the world outside fades, that's when I know I'm truly alive. Time, see, it's not just ticking. It's the fuel, the currency I trade in. But it's a currency you can't hoard, can't save for a rainy day. You just spend it, pour it out, and hope you're pouring it into something that matters.

And creating? That's like inviting a stranger into your home. These ideas, these pieces, they come knocking. Some are quick visits, a flash of connection and then they're gone. Others linger, we build a rapport, we share secrets. Each one is a new relationship, and I let them in with an open heart, even knowing they won't stay forever.

When I dive into a piece, I don't hold back. It's all in, every ounce of me. That's the transaction, isn't it? My time, my energy, traded for the chance to bring something new into the world. We push and pull, the artwork and I, until it finds its own shape, its own voice. And then, there's that bittersweet moment, the goodbye.

I know, maybe it sounds intense. Maybe some think I'm a little too attached. But it's not the object, it's not the 'finished product' that fills me up. It's the journey, the shared moments. It's the conversations in the quiet hours.

"Reborn" is about ready to leave the nest. We've had some mornings together, that one and I. Coffee, quiet talks, the silent understanding that comes from creating side by side. I wouldn't trade those moments for anything.

So now I'm looking at you, whoever you are, reading this. Where are you spending your time? What are you pouring yourself into?"