The Form of the Festival is liberated. No - the form of the festival is liberation. Subversive, free, classless, open, expressed. Contageous. Undeniable. Yet known. The form of the festival. 

     Art blooms in lack of authority.

     There is depth of scope in imitation and originality. I INTEND. The freedom supplied by art. A form of being - unique. - There is no distinction between Good Art and Bad Art here. 

     Only what we intend. Only what we produce and by creating. What we create - intend - We take an active step. Making our reality - consciously - froming but also believing, our perspective, composed by many - differnt colours. We participate fully, believing our creations, mixing our colours, we become ourselves, more, when we engage in art. The way forward is intended, but it is also limitless. Every encounter has the potential to change one. And when we open to this possibility, Art becomes real - functioning tool for us going forward. As we develop and mold ourselves - enjoy and inspire, Become more than we were before. The point, ultimately is to Be. Open. To. Being,

                                                                                         Brother

                                             Untitled 

                                              Chalk on Card