Jul 18, 2025
sometimes i wonder if wanting to live off art in brazil is dreaming too big. but then i remember — art here breathes louder. in the streets, on the walls, in the bodies and voices — everything is expression, everything is resistance.
yes, being an artist here is hard. but it’s also deeply necessary. we turn pain into color, silence into lines, neglect into beauty.
and even with all the "it won’t work," my heart keeps whispering, "yes, it will." because making art isn’t just a job — it’s a calling, a healing, a scream, a spark of hope.
and if i’m going to dream, i’ll do it painting the world in my own colors...
-a painting by Tarsila do Amaral
