I spent an afternoon surrounded by art. Paintings and sculptures captured my attention. Wandering around different exhibits, I kept thinking, these artists believed in themselves enough to be able to share their work and have their work make it here. I thought about the confidence one has to have in themselves to be here. To root for yourself enough to make the thing that eventually is seen by people every day. To be admired and respected long after you’re gone for the art to remain strong and loud, a voice lingered long after the last breath was taken. A belief of lasting beauty is enough to do the work regardless of what anyone else will say.