We are made of patterns. We grow, like a tree grows its rings. And we want to leave our fingerprint on the world. Somehow. We just need to find our light. On stage and off stage.
When we decide we’re doing it, we try and try again until time itself melts in increasingly frustrating instances. And we bend. And we melt. But we don’t break. And we recompose ourselves stronger.
When we decide we’re doing it, we try and try again until time itself melts in increasingly frustrating instances. And we bend. And we melt. But we don’t break. And we recompose ourselves stronger.
There are those who work and those who endlessly scroll. We are the ones who choose to have a solid backbone. Even when it seems we’re stuck, we’re going forward.
Courage is not a default state of mind. But it is to us. We’re not afraid to stand in an uncomfortable position. And that’s why our art is always refreshing.
Courage is not a default state of mind. But it is to us. We’re not afraid to stand in an uncomfortable position. And that’s why our art is always refreshing.
When our light shines brightly and colourfully, everyone wants to get us. But sometimes, we are moths in favourable lighting. Sometimes, we are angels in the dark. And we’re definitely not for everyone.