Hello. I’m Mira. A deep-sea drifter. Painter of shadows. Keeper of eight quiet arms.

I don’t erase what I spill.
I use it. They say ink is for hiding, for defence.
But I learned to shape mine into stories. Mistakes, emotions, mess, they can be art, if you let them.

Here are my three fluid truths, drawn from the depths.

1. What You Hide Can Also Reveal

I used to ink the water when I was afraid. A cloud, a curtain, a quick escape.

But over time, I noticed something strange:
Even in murky water, beauty formed. Shapes. Strokes. Movement. Sometimes, the things we release to protect ourselves are the very things that reveal our depth.

3. Mistakes Aren’t Smudges, They’re Strokes

I don’t outline first. I don’t plan every line. I let the ink run. What looks like a blur becomes something new.
A mistake? Maybe.
Or maybe just a beginning that hasn’t finished becoming.

A Final Thought from Mira

You don’t need a blank canvas.
You need permission to start with what’s already spilled. So, ink the water.
Stir the silt. Make meaning from the mess. And let the world see your art, even when it began as a mistake.