Before I took this picture, I was sulking around and thinking about all the things I do to hold myself back. I’m stubborn when other people try to tell me how to live my life, I over-analyze and allow my negative thinking to take over, and exacerbate the small stuff into mountainous problems.
I have to remember that my chains are still there, but I try to keep a fence between them and me.
Others have told me that this photo shows them something different. Art speaks to all of us in a very specific way. What do you see beyond the fence?