House of visionary Print

I am a desire, to give, to offer, to forgive, to create, to express, the way I want, the way I feel, my way... my art, I didn't choose, I was chosen... the vision flourished from a single dot, a white dot in the middle of my canvas, a single dot became many dots, without having anything in mind, not for a split of a second have I imagined what the painting will be about, after hours of staring at simple dots, they became eyes or falling stars, more days passed with me staring at them, later they were born, they are...whatever you want, whatever you see, but do you see what I see ?