Perhaps, I think, art isn't about pleasing others, or even myself. Perhaps it's about wrestling with the storm within, capturing its wild essence on a canvas, even if it means shattering the mold in the process. And as I tuck the canvas under my arm, a faint smile touches my lips. The storm isn't over, but I've learned to dance in the rain. So, here I stand, an artist who dances with frustration, finds beauty in chaos, and makes my own music on the canvas of my soul. What will your artistic sto