Art from the heart
Being an artist, or living of your creativity, requires a person to spend a considerable amount of time in introspection.
An artist that spends some time in isolation, or introspection, is able to touch one’s source of vision and inspiration.
It is important to touch this unique tone that speaks through each and every one of us, in its own unique ways and with its own special rhythm.
This isolation is not necessarily found in the form of physical isolation, but more in taking time to think, feel, and process, without the influence of the outside world.
If we keep on taking information, in the form of TV, newspapers, books and magazines, we are constantly inspired, but also influenced, by what we see around us.
But in taking the time to process in silence, by drawing on your unique points of views of the world, by translating them into some form of a recognizable medium to communicate with the world, you are being true to your own originality and your own creative process.
Silence can be found in busy cities, just as much as on mountain tops and isolated green hills.
All it takes is shutting off the outside world for awhile.... and waiting in silence for this inner voice to speak to us.
The idea that great art can only be made by an artist who “understand the human struggle”, or by one who is stewing in the melting pot of urban locals, is erroneous, and does not fit well with history, which points to many great artists who chose to live in the countryside, surrounded by nothing but beauty and silence.
There is another idea that I have heard so many times, it almost feels like it is ingrained in the way people think, is that exceptional groundbreaking art, or the “artistic temperament” and madness, goes hand in hand.
Somehow it implies that good art must sprout out of pain and struggle.
That inspiration is a stroke of genius which comes in a flash, only to dissipate as quickly as a shooting star.
But great art does not have to sprout out of pain.
This belief is similar to the thinking that "real" life, is nothing but pain, and that those who smiles, or holds optimistic views, are nothing but fools.
I believe that great art comes from one’s soul.
You sing about your life,
You paint what moves you,
You write a poem about what strum the strings of your own heart....
That is what makes it good.
Those who do not see the value in it,
Have no eyes to see.
An artist that spends some time in isolation, or introspection, is able to touch one’s source of vision and inspiration.
It is important to touch this unique tone that speaks through each and every one of us, in its own unique ways and with its own special rhythm.
This isolation is not necessarily found in the form of physical isolation, but more in taking time to think, feel, and process, without the influence of the outside world.
If we keep on taking information, in the form of TV, newspapers, books and magazines, we are constantly inspired, but also influenced, by what we see around us.
But in taking the time to process in silence, by drawing on your unique points of views of the world, by translating them into some form of a recognizable medium to communicate with the world, you are being true to your own originality and your own creative process.
Silence can be found in busy cities, just as much as on mountain tops and isolated green hills.
All it takes is shutting off the outside world for awhile.... and waiting in silence for this inner voice to speak to us.
The idea that great art can only be made by an artist who “understand the human struggle”, or by one who is stewing in the melting pot of urban locals, is erroneous, and does not fit well with history, which points to many great artists who chose to live in the countryside, surrounded by nothing but beauty and silence.
There is another idea that I have heard so many times, it almost feels like it is ingrained in the way people think, is that exceptional groundbreaking art, or the “artistic temperament” and madness, goes hand in hand.
Somehow it implies that good art must sprout out of pain and struggle.
That inspiration is a stroke of genius which comes in a flash, only to dissipate as quickly as a shooting star.
But great art does not have to sprout out of pain.
This belief is similar to the thinking that "real" life, is nothing but pain, and that those who smiles, or holds optimistic views, are nothing but fools.
I believe that great art comes from one’s soul.
You sing about your life,
You paint what moves you,
You write a poem about what strum the strings of your own heart....
That is what makes it good.
Those who do not see the value in it,
Have no eyes to see.
