We all started somewhere…
*Pretend I’m walking up to you with a dope outfit and a mini mic in my hand. Clearing my throat, I pull out flash cards with my speech to you.*
As artists, as beings, as personalities, we all started somewhere.
Looking back into what made me who I am, I see snippets of my childhood and teenage years. I see a confused, identifiably lost, girl searching for a dream or place she can escape to. This place was supposed to have everything she ever wanted — security. But, of course, when this place is found, either through a book, a song, or a dream, she is snapped back to reality. Snapped back to being lost.
Growing older and wiser (somewhat), I learned that security can be created, not by chance or others (i.e. relationships), but by yourself. I have to remind myself everyday of who I want to be and where I want to end up. I am the only person in this world who can put me there. Therefore, why waste my time searching for it when I can create it?
Since I have always felt most secure, most connected, through music, art, literature, even dance, I thought “Why not talk about it?” I mean, I did spend thousands of dollars a year for a piece of paper that said I must know how. Therefore that must mean I’m qualified.
Here, on this lovely little site, I will express myself through many works of art. That can include reviews, writings, photos, etc. It’s ya girl Liz, and I’ll tell it like it is.