I started worrying about death last night. It’s something that makes my heart stop when I think about it. I get this feeling I don’t get at any other time.
It’s just one of those things that is inevitable. I’m honestly not afraid of death. I used to worry about it as a child, and I would get told to stop being silly.
Now I feel that through art I am emphasizing my existence. Ever since I focused my life on art, I haven’t worried. Any worry was unconsciously expressed through my work.
I just can’t imagine myself not existing. But through art I can exist past my lifetime.
