I want fall down, crazy stupid love. I want to be surrounded by activity that is alluring, beguiling, blazing, bursting, epic, frenzied, ravenous and volcanic. I want passion to erupt every day but most of the time i’m afraid to let you know.
I want to lift heavy things and then lift more. I want to impress with feats of skill and strength. I want to do one more of anything than you – while at the same time screaming at you to do one more than me.
I want to wake up even when i’m tired. I want the mirage of failure to be check-mated by the exhilaration of self rescue. I want the tingle of words on my tongue, but the comfort to keep them to myself.
I want to fit in, by standing out.
I want to know that the hardest fifteen minutes of my day are against myself. I want to sweat early and eat often. I want sore muscles and wide awake nerve endings.
I want to ascend higher than I thought i could yesterday. I want yesterday and the path followed to never be thought of. I want tomorrow to be an anticipation of new adventures.
Everyday I want to be a part something.
I sweat for the one next to me.
I want those who see things as i do to pin their ears back and take off toward the finish line with me. I want them to hinge their bets and go all in on their own self. nor hesitation. no regrets.
I want them to pull me up when i slip in the mud. I want them to reach out when the quick sand seems real. I want to be one of many every day.
i want to sweat because others need to sweat.
i want to feel alive now.
i’m kenT and i’m an artist and, but not the tortured kind.
i make one of a kind paintings, no two are exactly the same. some are large, some are small. some have words, some have none.
i am on a mission to make the walls of your home, office or secret lair as colorfully composed as you are.
@KENTYOUNGSTROM