as individuals, we interpret art differently. while a general theme in an artwork could be similarly understood, perhaps the depictions of details rather differ. and based on our own experiences with life, so could our perspectives . . .
the act of overthinking. i used to be so terrified of it—what it did—leading to the point of confusion, an overwhelming pool of unexplained emotions, and sometimes even the helpless psychological need for air. so afraid of the lack of control . . .
everyone overthinks. we’re all only human, and overthinking is likely inevitable. whether it’s about one’s appearance, current relationships, the past, the future, one’s career, satisfying everyone, wanting to be liked, problems of money . . .
today, i came across a seemingly simple yet profoundly interesting question: what does your ideal life look like? everyone has their own perspective on an ideal life (myself included). we are, after all, self-indulgent and egotistic by nature . . .
“normality is a paved road: it’s comfortable to walk but no flowers grow on it.” vincent van gogh. it’s no secret that vincent van gogh—heavily influenced by the neo- and post-impressionist movements—is one of the world’s most known and influential artists . . .
besides the fact that music is a form of poetry and art, music is something i have always personally valued. i grew up in a household where music constantly filled the air. whether it was the radio blasting, my mom or dad playing the piano . . .
two days ago, i sat in a stadium full of people in my brother’s high school graduation naturally feeling proud of his high school accomplishments. after all, he is moving on to a new phase in his life. and just in the midst of my being a regular, proud sibling, i heard a voice in my head . . .