Ghosts Were Just A Way

As Children, We Come Into The World With A Natural Desire To Both Speak And Draw. Society Makes Sure That We Learn Language Properly, Right From The Beginning, But Art Is Treated As A Gift Of Innate Genius, Something We Either Have Or Don't.

I've Always Been Interested In The Outsider.

Beauty Isn't What You See On Tv Or In Magazine Ads Or Even Necessarily In Art Galleries. It's A Lot Deeper And A Lot Simpler Than That. It's Realizing The Goodness Of Things, It's Leaving The World A Little Better Than It Was Before You Got Here. It's Appreciating The Inspiration Of The World Around You And Trying To Inspire Others.

Like Legend And Myth, Magic Fades When It Is Unused - Hence All The Old Tales Of Elfin Kingdoms Moving Further And Further Away From Our World, Or That Magical Beings Require Our Faith, Our Belief In Their Existence, To Survive. That Is A Lie. All They Require Is Our Recognition.

The Excitement I Get From Writing Is Finding Out Each Day What Happens Next.