I felt similarly about my art.

Art was about something being totally mine. Something coming from within me. Different. Original. Not making something like someone else. Not following in others footsteps. It had to be unique. Something I could be proud of. Feel accomplishment for. Something special to offer the world.
Going Somewhere, But I Don’t Know Where
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Barbara Carter
Author, D. Denise Dianaty
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Oct 26, 2022
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I felt similarly about my art. It is my voice. It was my voice before I even grasped how to understand.
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Written by Author, D. Denise Dianaty10.4K Followers
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Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."
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