a colorful mess

Dear Rhian,

It is getting late, but I don't care. My mind seems to be way too preoccupied to wanna switch off. Tonight, I decided to take my paint again. And create, express, talk in a painting way whatever was going through my mind.

I don't consider myself as an "great artist". I don't believe in competition when it comes to art. I don't think art should be a competition in the first place. I think everyone should be true to themselves when they make whatever they create. And not make something with the motivation of showing the world how great they are. Or how better they are from the other - even if the competition is done in a friendly way. Many artists have become that.

This is probably why I love your art so much. You way of expressing yourself. Because you make it for you. I love your honesty. Your boldness. Because no matter what the other person might think, you still make. And you still create.

This is why. You're my favorite.

You see. These past few days have changed me a little more. life is so fragile. And because life only holds to a breath, I want to live everyday as if it was my last. And if today is my last, then I want the world to know that they should have you as a friend. For you have enriched my life. And I know that you enrich many lives around the globe.

I was thinking of you today.

I miss you.

Good night - because you, hopefully, are sleeping.