What is the nature of an artist? Are they meant to cast a beacon in a world with so much darkness; or to traverse a lonesome path while bearing their soul to the masses? Do they paint with soothing brush strokes to infuse beauty into scenes of anguish and heartache?

Maybe the nature of an artist is to remain undefined; to reside at the epicenter of contradiction where they can witness the world around them and reflect it through a personalized lens that helps their community process events, to love and heal.