Imagine a box wrapped in many layers of colorful paper..
tied up in ribbons
and topped with an elaborate bow.
There is something wonderful inside,
but you have to open the gift in order to get to it.
That wonderful thing hidden beneath all that wrapping paper
is the artist you were meant to be.
The way to open that gift is to keep drawing pictures.
Keep making art,
and never stop.
without you, the gift is nothing..
and a bicycle cannot ride itself.