That's right. It's time for a transition. I am a new mom. I am still an artist. I have to remember between school, soccer, baby, relationship, laundry, and freindships, I am an artist. Art is the core of me, and I want to let it explode into my surroundings, making a visual and auditory masterpiece out of the chaos that it is. My anxiety turns into a brilliant display of colors, or song that sweetens the air. I am not my responsibilities. They are an invited aspect of my life. I am not my hormones, they are a enhancement of my anthropological understanding. I am an artist, and through art, I believe I will float on top of the craziest rapids with a really big smile on my face and a great song stuck in my head. You hear me? That's right.