Insatiable.

The original title of my first album was “satiated,’ though I think that’s not a term I can associate my life or art with. I loved the idea of coming to a point of satisfaction, where I felt this wholistic harmony and balance, where my internal song was matched with external music and everything was perfectly resonant. But in my experience as an artist, and as a lover, there are only glimmers of that - a reflection, a flash, a half a breath - before something slides out of alignment, the glass is shattered or a new problem surfaces that needs a solution. Perhaps that is the journey of living, of creating; the earth never stops turning, we never stop needing something else. That harmony and completeness that I once thought I was uncovering, maybe it’s something we never reach during life. Maybe the meaning of life is not the completion, but the creation.

I will always be insatiable.