As I sit here in my studio, sewing away, I can't help but think of those words. All those words that teacher said to me, discouraging, heart breaking words. The extent she took it to.
I left Lansdowne for two reasons. That teacher, and Jason...
And I still don't feel safe. With my art. With anything. I feel, what I'm doing is wrong.
Thats crazy, I mean, I know sewing isn't wrong.
But those words... I feel like I'm such an awful artist and person...
Because of those words.
I've said it 100 times.
I'll say it again.
I would love to redo this hole year...
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