I constantly wonder why we make art, what is it about it that moves us? With our bare hands we can create a world were imagination is the only limitation, a brush stroke with colour, a pencil that draws, a white canvas that becomes expression. This is what fascinates me about art, there is a need in me, in us, to create and see art; it is the way in which we can express ourselves, we can reflect things from our lives, and there's infinite possibilities to what we can make. I carry a sketchbook everywhere I go, because inspiration does not warn us when it's coming and I try to make big projects every month while I'm still in school. Help me shape the world with art and colours.
