I never really felt like I fit in. I was always the kid that didn’t understand pop culture, the one who was ‘eight years behind’ (someone did actually say that). I never understood jokes or spoke right, looked right, or even socialised right. I never felt at home. Art though, with art I felt at home. I was always doodling and making up stories as a kid, I always had my head in the clouds. Technically I am still a kid, but I don’t feel like a kid anymore. The world isn’t quite as colourful, and I no longer have time to reside in the clouds, but art… Art makes things colourful.