This is a reflective piece for myself and everyone who feels caged, which is the feeling from which this artwork originates. Even though art is so subjective it will always be critiqued, the work producedwill always be measured, and that alone is my dilemma with art and the artist's worth.
Something that’s supposed to be so uncomplicated is now turned into Algebra. What happend to self-expression?
What happened to opposing abstract ideas? What REALLY happened to us letting ourselves go into depths within our imagination to endless possiblities?
We're Allowed To Dream is about breaking barriers and letting oureslves GO.