As I fly away from Florence I always get the same feeling. The longing of wanting to be at school full time, the comradery of working with

I meant to get this out the other day but then you know how vacation goes. Galleries, eating, dancing and singing.

Day 3 of art school in Florence started and ended with a bang. Coffee and cannoli for breakfast and italian karaoke until way too late

Honestly I have not been this excited to be doing something in a long time. I have so much energy that I haven't really noticed the long day

I think the hardest part about being a self taught artist is knowing what you don't know you don't know. (yes I know a double negative 😬😂)