When I'm reflective, I make art.
When I'm angry, overwhelmed, and the world tries to knock me down, I make art.
When my heart explodes with joy, I make art.
When I feel vulnerable, I make art.
When I have ideas swirling in my head, that make it spin like crazy, I stop, breathe, and make art.
Art re- centers me, saves me, gives me a perfectly imperfect balance, and I have started to accept that, as an Artist, I cannot have a "normal", balanced life. That's not wrong at all, and there's nothing wrong with me because my life is not balanced.
When the canvas is calling, there's nothing else I can do- I have to answer. And shine.