The art one creates does not have to convey the current standard for beauty using proper techniques and comfortable themes.
Art is messy lines, smudged pages, and graphite covered hands.
Art is chaotic and sometimes ugly in all the ways it needs to be.
Art does not exist to be perceived as perfect. It’s meant to be felt, to cause controversy, and meaningful conversation.
Art is about expression in the purest form: rage, sorrow, joy, tension, lust. And sometimes it means nothing at all.
Art is what the artist needs it to be at that moment. It’s private, it’s political, it’s human expression.
Art just is. And sometimes that means it needs to be ugly in the most beautiful way.
