Faux Life [details]
A life not lived is a shell not broken
There comes a time in ones life that pretending to be alive is harder than the state of being alive. I was told as a boy to be all that I could be and for many years I did just that. I lived outside of myself. I lived three feet from where I stood. Not believing that what I did in this life really mattered. Not understanding that living was happening while I was waiting for life to come my way. I broke the shell of my life with my Art which I humbly submit for your consideration.
