Concept Art and Other Illistrations

Ideas fly through our heads every day 

Big ideas

Little ideas

It doesn't matter 

they're always there

I was given the talent to make sense of my own ideas

that soar and scurry through my thoughts in every moment

to capture them and lay them down on paper so that the whole world

can see into my untameable mind

but the visions of wonder that those who do not have my gifts

will be locked away

only to be glimpsed in fractions of  images 

for their mind's eye only

if I could change that, I could change my life

if for the rest of my life, 

my love of drawing could bring the astounding glimpses of others' dreams

to the surface of conscienceness for the world to see,

I would forever be happy

just making ideas seen


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