Past Endeavors and Current Aims

Mistakes are made and lines are drawn. Sometimes we write in cement. As the cement begins to harden I am finding it quite difficult to change the solidified picture. Sometimes these pictures are intended to last an eternity, but with changing tides and revolving moons, the earth breaks through indicating changes need to be made.

The solidification of the picture ceases to exist to allow the makings of a new template. Changes are constant and always evolving, but how to evolve is only annotated by the one holding the brush and paint. 

Worthy of the difference and worthy of a cause, there must be continual motivation to lighten brush strokes, interchange colorings, and provide a differential depth to the forthcoming creation. 
Old habits die hard but once those habits are changed its about pushing through consistently to allow the viewer to change the perspective once given. How? Consistency. Closed minds shall always remain closed minds, but for the select few who truly devote themselves to the artist. The manifestation of that picture becomes a valued masterpiece. 

Pushing through our internal odds its about a mental and emotional change that allows the internal growth to be significant to the viewers that stay. To those bystanders that watch the tides change and the moon shift every night slightly noticing the differences, to them I say thank you. 
Because of you; our internal artists begin to believe and have faith. Faith that the progress of change is worth it to some. The belief that they too carry hope in their hearts; that hearts heal and hearts can change as we the artist begin to age. Stagnation is not permanence, only confusion of how to lay the next stroke.

And for those that stay to witness the change, I for them say, "Thank you." Thank you for your faith. Thank you for your hope. Thank you for seeing that believing is sometimes the only hope we need. 
Some may never carry that hope for us. But its not for the approval of others that we exist to change the picture. Its about the gratification of the masterpiece well laid. That reflecting upon each stroke, its birthed a new beginning and hope that greatness comes to those who wait. And those that wait will be truly blessed to find a glorious magnification of the new sunrise in our progressive forthcoming arts.