The Art of Never Giving Up If I could give my story a title, this would be it. We’ve reached day 364 of the year. The second-to-last day. So much has changed. I found new breath for the work of my life — the one that completely changed the direction of my path. And now, this new project has given my art a whole new meaning, a new soul. It has been reshaped, re-signified. In the very last month of the year, almost as the lights were about to go out, I cleaned my pickaxe once again and kept digging. As stubborn as ever, I remove the stones blocking the way, shake off the dust, and carry on. The result? I found diamonds. The most precious ones anyone could hope for after their own family: a community in love with my art. A community I named $MINER. Or rather… miners! There are thousands of us now, and every single day we accomplish new missions together. Being able to touch lives, reignite hope, and keep people from giving up on their personal dreams — that’s what keeps me going. As long as I have breath in my lungs, I will never give up on this. I will never stop creating, digging, finding new diamonds… and spreading my art around the world in a positive, uplifting, and transformative way. Against all the odds and with the help of the greatest screenwriter of all, today I am the character who simply refuses to stop searching for the diamonds. And if I had quit? How many others would have quit too?