Life itself is an art...in turn...so shall death be an art.

I chose to live my life refined to explore others misfortunes and explain what they may need to accomplish to change their lives for the better, yet, favored. To me, being refined only invites me to be all the more artistic. At times I fall to break these inhibitions and just relax. I make my own art sincere,you will be certain that I mean everything I say and every action I posess. This is the process where I shut the world away in order to embrace it. During such a time I don't worry about what others think negatively, strange. I am who I state I am and who I shan't be.
Visually, drawing, I have a dark edgey gothic style. This does not stop me from drawing life onto that which is dead;paper. My work can be criticed as dark but uplifting in the sympathy of nature depicted in the vivacious landscapes I propose.
Audio, deep and then turning. A major climax in voice emsemble. More or less I crescendo into dynamics or sforzando.

ART itself is my art. Just remember, you are never too good to ignore someone's cry for potential.