The more I think of it, the more I come to grips that my reality created through the means of art is just me making sense of the world. Whatever I want, whatever I believe, whatever I like or disdain is my existence. This fact applies to everyone because we’re all living in reality. As a person and being, I know my values. I know what I don’t want. I have fears, I have doubts, but I know that what I create will become my reality and that reality will be showing the world what I imagine. My style of work is a figment of reality.