From asking me who I think I am to telling me who they think I am, people have compared me to a lot.
From relatives to straight to gay to exes to wives to that one homeless guy to Frederick Douglas to beautiful to ugly to nice to mean to blah blah blah. People have felt inclined to tell me who they think I am...who I remind them of...who I am not.
Comparison has inspired me to break free from convention since childhood. Classism, racism, homophobia, ableism, ageism...comparison divides and degrades us where appreciation connects and affirms us.
Being compared to people has felt excessive, and low-key racist, so a lot of the work I do is rooted in self acceptance and creator collaboration over self denial and creator competition because wtf lol.
We are one picture that deserves a closer look. Being a cellular organism is weird because like cells our existence is a bunch of tiny parts creating one enormous picture. Like any picture, we all deserve another look.
May you meet an art buff willing to truly collaborate, judge you less and value you more. Rather than comparing you to other pieces or creators may they hold you as a remarkable individual, grown from blank space, complete yet worth getting to know. May they see and love you for you...art!