Words are the first love that whispers to me in the quiet hours. They weave tapestries of emotions and adventures, often fueled by the yearnings of my own heart. But the world around me is a vibrant tapestry as well, and sometimes its beauty speaks too loudly to ignore. In those moments, the stories flow effortlessly, pouring out onto the page. Life, however, has a way of demanding our attention, pushing creativity to the sidelines at times.
Travel has always been a part of my journey, and with the rise of capable phone cameras, stories have found a new home in my phone's storage. Yet, the fleeting beauty of a sunrise or the quiet strength of the ocean's waves still call to me, demanding to be captured by a dedicated lens.
I confess, I have a love-hate relationship with social media. My work is scattered across various accounts, some hidden, some deleted, a victim of this digital fickleness. But Deviant Art holds a special place in my heart. For over a decade, even before the age of Facebook and Instagram, it has been my artistic haven.
This is where I return, drawn back to the familiar walls where creativity can flourish. Here, I hope to gather the stories whispered by words, the fleeting moments captured by the camera, and the dreams taking shape in pixels.
I'm like a mushroom. as always. 😅