No matter what I'm feeling, everyday I try to remain hopeful and a little bit optimistic. And most of the days, art acts as my therapy (so does actual therapy), the vessel that guides me towards that hope. I paint the light and the color I want to see in the world and feel the joy in watching things come together to create a beautiful scene. But on some days, not many, I just can't - bring the hope, feel the joy, say everything's going to be okay. I'm still working on how to handle those days, it's going to be a life long journey. But there you have it. ✌🏽 XO, Rags