Posted

Feb 27th 2005

Mood

Relaxed

Music

The Point of No Return

The creation of art is a scared act of the spirit.
A small piece of self given to others in myriad forms,
born within the complexity of the mind,
is a precious, irreplaceable gift. A treasure for
essence that is within us all.
As one continues to step down a path of self awareness,
one might discover that art becomes
a rhythm driven mantra, in daily life.
It can be an escape, salvation, freedom from insanity,
one of the very reasons you *are*.
Look past the skin color, religion, politics, sexual orientation,
good and bad habits, an artist's very humanity, and what is left?
Only the need to create, that can defines one's very will.

As one grows as an artist,
you will find beauty in some of the most unlikely places.
These finds are not always easily created in a visual form,
they are akin to hallowed bits and pieces placed in side a medicine bag.
Private, divine bits of self, to be held close, to be
kept intact within their sacredness.
Personal art for the soul, can be found within a blade of grass, a drop of blood,
the delicacy of a flower, the sound of running water,
the smell of a puppy's breath, and the laughter of a close friend.

Where is all this going, you might ask yourself?
Just let that question lie for a time.
Right now enjoy the voyage,
and do not bother yourself with the end destination.
Arrival will happen when it happens, until then, there
are plenty of new sights to see, new roads to traverse, and
new horizons to gaze towards.


Words of Wisdom:
"Many Cultures, One Race....HUMAN!"