i've always loved language.
i've always loved the idea of thoughts falling from your mind onto paper in a state of pure, expressive freedom.
but recently, my passion for language has fallen short of what it used to be. my longing to communicate and showcase myself with words has been replaced with a lust for something more ... visual. something which has always been there, but had perhaps, previously, become part of a more balanced approach to my work. trying to be inclusive of all of my skills, as opposed to perfecting and developing the one i began to appreciate the most.