i wonder if everyone is an artist. do we all have the innate potential to create, express, invent? it seems such a natural thing to me. but also something i fear. every time i go to put pen to page, brush to blank canvas, spice to soup, i hesitate. art is something i force myself to do at times, because it always seems overwhelming, hard, at the moment just before i begin. and still, i do begin. and when i push past and just start, something flows in me and suddenly there is a medium to catch it with as it falls out of my hands and into the world. things that i could not put together, could not slow down enough to understand while they flew around inside me, suddenly come together when i am creating. i find myself.
i wonder if it might be that way for everyone, if they let it. but i think they fear. at just the moment they are about to begin, they hesitate, and maybe can't make the jump. i wonder.
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