Sarahi Sanchez

Expressing my creative inclinations is as essential as the air I breathe and the sleep I lack.

Ever since I was a small, making art and dressing up has always enthralled me. I'd beg my older sister to put make up on me, and I'd grab random objects from my house to create little sculptures. My schoolwork is clouded with incomplete sketches and rushed doodles. I warn those who walk into my room to be wary of stray pin needles from sewing projects or glitter that will never seem to disappear.

I most certainly don’t see myself pursuing art as a career path because you and I would never see me the same again. I would give my hands to carpal tunnel from long hours to days of painting, and my hair would surely fall from the heavy acrylic and cracking clay I accidentally put in it. Chiropractors would bend over backwards to have me as a patient from the tiring positions I'd put myself through to sculpt the perfect figure, and the worry of being unable to properly pay the bills of real life would turn my mind so gray that no colors could ever repair it. Art is a reality I can't exist in full time from nine-to-five because it's beauty surpasses the ends of the universe, and I can only do so much but try to contribute to it's wonder.

Embrace creativity- it's looks ravishing on you