Trust the Process

I have been a working Artist officially since 2015 at the launch of my small business and it has been a tough journey. I have shown my work throughout the Puget Sound and met amazing people touched by my work. My heart is full when I remember the results of my labor.

Unfortunately, the joy of creating and the impact my work has made within my community has rarely been monetarily compensated. This fact has made it difficult to fund my work through the years.

It is a struggle to express the importance of my work as an Artist to those closest to me. The years I’ve invested in my craft are life changing and I have grown as a person through the varied obstacles and challenges faced. Although I have yet to be financial successful in my craft, to create art is like breathing so to stop is absurd.

To those fellow Artist establishing your niche in the world and in hope of your big break…I say Bravo to being what we call in Statistics the Outlier.

I may be one in thousands but my light shines so bright anyone can see.

Upward and onward….and like my former advisor told me once as a budding Psych student at Tacoma Community College, “ upward mobility”.

Tell me the difference between imagination and reality.

Tell me the difference between imagination and reality

How is it that your love touches me to the extent that it moves my body

A love so strong it whispers a language that touches every cell of my being

Tell me the difference between imagination and reality

I can never forget the first time you smiled for me

Thanks to the creators of Skype

You smiled for over an hour

Your smile radiated light upon me

Oh my sweetness on the rainiest of days when I feel a need for you

I remember that smile and the warmth that lighted my heart

Tears of joy drop from my eyes and I smile

Tell me the difference between imagination and reality

There was a time my heart was in distress and you made me laugh

It made the heaviness disappear and every-time I remember that day I laugh some more

I love you

Tell me the difference between imagination and reality

How do I explain my heart being captured by a man I have yet to meet

My soul-mate you are… for the language you speak has escaped from my wildest dreams

How long is to long to wait for the day we shall meet face to face

Is it presumptuous to say we shall meet sometime soon

The vast ocean expanse… love traveling over the distant lands

Arriving dusty thirsty at my door

Hungry for my loves lips

Our first kiss

Our first embrace

Our hands touching for the first time

Tell me the difference between imagination and reality.

June 12, 2014 © LSTHURMAN