Hmmm. What makes me me? I don’t know, could be a range of things, I’m not sure what others see in me! Maybe it’s that I love art, or its the things I talk about. I think being an artist makes me me. And what makes me the artist I am, possibly the moody
introspection or the unpredictable need for human contact that I so often tell myself I don’t need.
inspired by Daniel Soares