Life isn’t always easy.
No matter who we are,
no matter where we are,
the storms will come.

when you look at my art,
I hope it feels like standing in a sunset
bathed in light,
wrapped in beauty,
even in the heart of the storm.

Because we are part of something greater.
Something beautiful.
The storm may come,
but so does the light.

And the light will always return.
No matter what
hold on to hope.
Hold on to the light.