Piper Lawson

For a long time after my parents died, I couldn’t draw. Starting up again was hard.”

“How’d it feel when you did?”

“Like home.”

me wanted to say:

I know.

I know I’m capable.

I know I can do this.

“I used to believe that we’re supposed to find our path. It took time to realize life is full of paths, like a tree branching out with thousands of possibilities. Unlike a tree, we can go back and choose another path. Life is full of second chances.”

I get one every year because I’m in a different place. And it blurs together, but I don’t wanna forget what got me here.”

Those sketches were some of the first I’ve done in ages. Now they belong to people I’ve never met. Because of you.”

When I see your drawings, I see you. You’re brave and kind and so fucking beautiful it hurts to look at you.

To love that finds us when we need it, not when we’re looking. May your hearts always surprise you in the best ways.”

Picasso said the reason his portraits were skewed, why he painted every eye differently, is because every eye is different. It’s not an issue of painting; it’s an issue of seeing.

If uniqueness is beauty, this man is a work of art.

He’s real.

It felt so good. His touch, his attention. The way he looked at me as if he saw me.