How do you think others see you?
People may see me as a sum up of people’s assumptions from their life’s experiences.
How do you see yourself?
It’s ever changing. One day I see myself as a cloud and one day a mist that fogs up your car’s windshield.
How do you want to be seen?
I want to be seen as equal as the seer. I don’t want to be seen by my shapes but by what my hands can offer.
