I like your art.
I might not have seen it, but there’s a real good chance that I like it. I’d rather see it than anything else. Too much art dies with the people who were too scared to share. It could be the one thing that finally inspires a great mind to change the world. It could be the one symbol that keeps a sad man alive. It could find you love if that’s what you’re looking for, even if you aren’t. It could do a lot of things. But most likely, it could cause nothing at all. It could stir nothing but silence. But a wise artist knows that silence is where art grows.