GEORGE MACDONALD
Never give up the beautiful things of life for any preconceived notions.
When I first felt the call, I thought for some reason that my art wasn’t important anymore. That any value to be had in the “important things” of life were to be had out in the fields of men or behind a podium on a stage. Not so. Thankfully, not so.
The Scottish author and poet George MacDonald summed it up nicely. We always feel the need to define ourselves and pigeonhole ourselves into classes. I am thankful for the path of a developing outlier. I cobbled together this graphic as a homage.
