Welcome to JohnAlan
Write… but you can’t control what is read.
Speak… but you can’t control what is heard.
Create… but you can’t control what is seen.
An artist is the art.
An artist knows no boundaries, no rhythm. An artist is the boundary, is the rhythm. Peace in confusion, confused by peace. Describing existence through existence. Pain through pain. Pleasure through pleasure. An artist is the art. The muse of their existence. Art reflected through affects unseen. Stalking the muse. Releasing art. Releases the artist.
