We often run through life, this year has all forced us to walk. To stop. To think. To appreciate the past, dwell on memories and hope for better times in the future. This year has given me the ability to slow down and consider the type of person and art I wish to create. Although not perfect I’ve stopped striving for perfection, and find solace in the act of creation and all its imperfections. You can’t out run the past, might as well let it catch up.