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ˢᶜʳᵃʷˡ ¹📜✍️: In a dream I saw myself as an excited little clumsy child that has just created something, so it ran proudly to its parents and shoved it into their faces expecting some joyful praise, only for them to meet it with an obvious disappointment and no interest at all.

ˢᶜʳᵃʷˡ ²📜✍️: Through it, I finally understood that this fear of creating art isn’t a fear of it being seen as ugly, but that of having nobody to share the happy thrill with me or give me some needed words of admiration when I put my whole heart into it, and realize that I actually really do like it.

ˢᶜʳᵃʷˡ ³📜✍️: And even though I still don’t have a unique artstyle, and there aren't many people that are interested in my work, should it not be enough for me to say that I've finally dared to at least make something myself and accept it in all of its imperfection and ineptitude?