It’s 5am. A painter dances in the moonlight. A poet finds herself in the shadows. A philosopher alternates between the cusp. It is what we do in the dark, when the rest of the world isn’t watching, that we remember the most and are remembered for the most. It is the act of doing what we love. It is the act of being loved by the art that we create. It is when we make chaos matter, it is when we are enveloped in validation. It is the act of doing something, the some thing that gives us purpose and solace and that perspective that reserves a spot of brilliance amongst the dark.
-This was inspired by my time with Forevermark. As I sat down to write this, I thought about the intimacy of creating and how that is, at the core, the experience of self-love. I envisioned artists masterfully waving their brushes and driving their pens and how in love they are with their talent and how loved they must be. I saw their brilliance and I saw their diamonds. I had associated all of this love and all of this intimacy with the most personal singular thing one can wear. A diamond is the story. It’s the opening, the back and forth, the climax, the future. The forever. [It's amazing when you can be so inspired by a diamond brand and then realize it's so easy to be when all of its diamonds are responsibly sourced.]