Single Tree

I do not know how to not make art. I never have known how not to. I do not know how to not whistle tunes and sing while I paint. I do not know how to not see situations dramatized in a comedic way in my imagination. I do not know how to not write silly plays and videos and put them on with my friends. I do not know how to not take the images in my head and express them on paper or in photoshop. I do not know how to not make cardboard into sculpture and stage sets. I do not know how to not do these things nor do I care to find out.