I think sometimes. I don't know if you will understand, but I will write.



Paintings can be viewed as paintings, or they can be viewed as symbols of colors and shapes, or as collections of colors. The same is true when listening to music as music. Academically, high-pitched sounds are assigned to feelings of crisis or heightened emotion, and vice versa to relief or despair.

I think there are more parts of myself and my head that I can't draw. Like dyslexia. I look at the decomposed colors and music, pick up the particles, and think.

So, as a matter of art, the fact that it is the result of who created it
I haven't thought about it in detail, but if I mention something, it will be perceived as such.


Sometimes I try to imagine what people around me think of people like this.