I am not an artist, nor am i a Journalist..but i am in the middle of the spark called Arts Journalism. I wait for it grow into a fire, that will spread its warmth and its light across many minds and many people. We are all the first gatherers of the wood, the first set of eyes that wrinkle in the intensity of a wait that can be long..but end it will, because we are all kindled by a spirit that looks towards hope and light. Am i proud to be part of this revolution? I sure am!