Im usually very playful with my Instagram posts but this is more of a serious one.
I want to talk about the bravery of pursuing a creative path and to express my thankfulness for my creative journey.
To be honest, I came from a background of extreme academic excellence and a path that was very predictable, it was already written out for me. I would go to school. I would go to University. I would find the perfect man and have perfect little babies. I would get a good job an honest 9 to 5, make enough money to afford a nice place somewhere and raise beautiful children that would sooner or later pursue the same path as me.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with that and it’s beautiful to pursue such a simple life but I have reached a point throughout that journey where my need to create just couldn’t stay quiet any longer, I couldn’t keep my artistic needs in the backseat anymore, they were so desperate to be felt and seen and expressed. I actually think we’re all born to be creators and explorers and that nobody was meant for a 9 to 5 but it’s scary because we always think about how we’re gonna make a living, how we’re gonna succeed without following the rules.
Following the guidelines gives you a certain sense of security, and art doesn’t, it actually comes with a huge load of uncertainty. However, the longer I pursued that safe route the more I felt like I was suffocating, I decided I would rather live in uncertainty pursuing what makes my heart burn with passion rather than let that fire die and fall into a life that feels like it doesn’t belong to me. Find your passion and let it kill you regardless of the outcome.
At the end of the day if you’re not willing to die for something, have you ever even lived at all?
Thank you to all of you for joining my journey. This is just the beginning. We are just getting started.
