
Lately I've been thinking a lot about my focus on the creative path. I am on this path because I have an immense craving to express and to show how I see the world in my very own personal perspective. Yes. I want my vibrant colors, my free spirit, my tenderness, my excitement, my perspective, my 'joie de vivre', my artistic and my shining self to come forth and be seen. Ironically, just like what I envision for my shining stars, except that in this case, I want this light to come through my photography and writing, rather than through my image.
And so, as I have my cup of tea this morning, I am trying to also sit with the idea that there are possibly two kinds of journeys on the creative path. There is the journey to solitude and creation, which sometimes is all one chooses to follow. And then there is another, in which one is also looking for a response and to be seen.
My struggle right now is in trying to find balance between these two paths. I'm not sure it is even possible and honorable and okay to want both. The first path is the most rewarding, where I create because it is fun, natural and liberating. But realistically, walking the creative path and trying to make a living at the same time, throws in a whole other set of challenges. It practically forces you to take the path in search of response, because you need that response to succeed. Is it fair though? I see so many of us, forcing this response. Are we responding to what is good or to what is hype? Even I... I am just not sure if when the response comes it is at all worthy. I see a bit of numbness, I see excessive copying rather than inspired creation, I see sameness, I see a blend and a mush of trends... I am just not sure all that stays in check with the original purpose of our main paths and needs. I see us looking for novelty and creativity, and at the same time, I see us fooling ourselves with meaningless replication, due to our over stimulated and our over connected selves.
Deep in my heart I feel that true originality and meaning come by only in solitude. Only when all the doors are locked, the rooms are quiet and I am in complete silence, within and out, I can hear my thoughts and ideas. I've always thrived in time alone, weather it was in trains, planes, buses, nature, small villages or the small studios where I've lived. I truly love the distant quiet hums of the world. It opens up a portal onto my soul and it feels cozy in that womb. It feels like home. It unleashes my creator.
But on the other hand, now I feel this necessity to reach. Reach Reach Reach. Become. Connect. Receive the response. And there is so much pressure... I am just not sure I can get away with not doing so, even though it goes against my natural current. I say to myself "It is what is needed, in order to generate the possibilities." But truth is many artists actually get discovered not because they reached, but because on the other hand, they've produced so much, that their art spilled all over the place and it could not be contained! Ahhh... Something in those words makes me gasp in awe! Can you imagine your art spilling all over the place? Not as in licensed art but as in new creations! At the end of the day, I'm starting to think that this eagerness to show and tell has got something to do with a rather embarrassing and shocking truth we all have a hard time to admit. We all want to feel loved.
And so I wonder, as I browse the many blogs in our creative community. Why are we doing this? As artists, why are we forcing ourselves into a very unnatural state of being overly connected? Why are we wasting time with that, rather than putting the focus on our Art? Why aren't we creating and offering, without such eagerness to find response? And mostly, what does this response really mean to us, besides providing us with a chance at the wheel of fortune? Is it worth it, when we are actually letting our life go by? We are alternating our solitude, with overly connectedness, rather than with the living that fills us and inspires... We are letting go of what we truly want, which is to create and then to be loved in real life...
Is it just me or we are all missing the point?
















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