while not everyone thinks of art as a digital expression, no one can say what art is. This is my art as it's expressed from the world around me, things I have seen and even if it's not a real place its real all the same as the expression of my perception thus making it a real place.
This exists somewhere in the world at some point in time. Maybe a dream I had one night painted as a symbol of something I don't yet fully understand it still is a place that I would like to know, maybe to know my self better? I draw from everything around me everything is a toolset I use.
A path is a path until it's not the same path thus a new creation of art. Kind of like life isn't it?
If we all walked down this path we would all see something different, not only would we see something different but we could walk down it once a week and see something we have not seen before.
I exist...I'm not like you nor like anyone else. It is you who is in question as you are here for but a thought, a moment maybe 100 years and then you're gone I'm here for always I never leave for this is me. Who am I?
You are the crazy voices that echo in the valley, the lost moments of time that dwells on itself and then you're gone.