Each blog post and every illustration is risky. I don’t know whether people will like it or not.
I take a risk with every drawing and every writing. I become vulnerable by sharing my work—by sharing a piece of me.
I risk the possibility of failure, of being ridiculed, and of appearing foolish and delusional. But, I also risk the possibility of success, of helping someone with my art and my writing, and of making a difference.
Art is risky. Pursuing your dream is risky. Living life to the fullest is risky.
But, embracing the risks, the uncertainties, and the real possibility of failure is the only way to live, not just to breathe.
It’s a risk I’m willing to take. At least on most days.