Going through my Tumblr posts, tagged tattoo, I found this here. I saw this roughly a year ago, and it was right at a moment when I was going through a tough time and it spoke to me a lot.
I considered myself artistically gifted in small ways. When inspired, I find that my creative juices just flow non stop. Many times my creations shock me and I wonder how I even had it in me. But other times, and unfortunately this is 90% of the time, these juices are non-existent.
But the reason this picture is relevant is because every time I'm at the peak of artsy creativity, it comes from negative emotions. I write songs when my parents make me depressed, I doodle amazing works when I feel sad, I write free-verse poems when I'm angry.
Perhaps the reason it works this way for me is because I hardly ever feel negative emotions in the first place. But mostly, I just can't see how positive emotions create inspiring works of art. Songs, poems, paintings, sketches.. I do them best when at my worst.
This post is incredibly messy and not well written due to distractions, but I wrote it, so might as well publish it. Again, going back to this sad post.
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