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 * A little about myself..**

Art has made my life so different. Before art I was nobody. Had nothing to do. Nothing to live for. Nothing to use to express how I feel.. Being alone in this world. My mom died when I was little and my whole world was turned upside down. My father was no father at all. He was there in body but not in mind. So I had to find something to do. So I started to draw things that I saw. It slowly progressed into imaginary things that I would think up in my head just sitting on my bedroom floor. So many things would run through my head and as soon as I got them down on paper, I felt a big relief. So many ideas running through my brain at once. As I got older it was time for me to move out. I had no money, no job, no place to go. All I had was my dreams of becoming a great artist and filling the world with my creations. For all the world to see. To inspire young kids to set a goal. To open their minds. And believe that they can do whatever they put their minds to. So I set out to begin a whole new life. On my own to do whatever I want. But I knew it wasn't gonna be easy. I had no one to rely but myself and I had to find a job. I looked for jobs in art but there weren't any unless you went to school and had a degree. But to me, I don't believe you have to have a degree to create beautiful art. To me, it's just a waste of time. So I eventually got a job as a bus boy at a local cafe. I went okay for a little bit but then I got fired because I was to busy drawing and making creations. So there I was again. On my own, no job and still no place to live. But I didn't mind that much. The more of the world I saw, the more information about the world I learned.

Creation. Beauty. Imagination. Use these to create your own world. Your personal canvas. Make it whatever you dream it to be. Add lots of color. Make it bright and beautiful. A place that you can go to when you need a get away. To be yourself. Your own world.
 * Your own world..**