The Senses

Sight

Everyone who knows me knows that I always wear my jacket. Whether it is fifty degrees or one hundred degrees, you will see me with my jacket at all times.

I see myself being inspired to create art with different mediums. I see the image in my mind and transfer it to paper, rock, clay, rice, etc. Through my art I let other people see what I see.


Touch

I feel the breeze during a warm summer day.

I feel the warmth of a hug a friend gives you on those days when you need it the most.


Taste

I taste the familiar flavors of my aunt's cooking.

I taste the cold water as it quenches my thirst after working for a long time in the warm Arizona weather.


Smell

I smell the fresh, renewed air after it rains.

I smell the refreshing ocean mist as each wave crashes into the sandy beach shore.


Sound

I hear the sound of strings being plucked on the guitar, each note having its own distinctive sound. I listen to the notes joining in unison to form a chord and chords joining to form song.

I hear the voices of people and their laughter.