Sunday, January 23, 2011

The Artist

I am a starving artist. We are called that because we would rather buy supplies than eat. I could not imagine life without creating. All the funding cuts and censorship in the world will not stop us from telling our stories thru music, theatre, dance, sculpture, painting, or print.  We are the historians. It is thru art we know about our past and can see the future.  Creative problem solving is what drives us to move forward. For me, creating is like breathing. 
We don’t do it for the money. We don’t do it for the accolades. We are driven to express ourselves and when our corner gets full, we try to find a like mind that will take it home and understand.
I feel sorry for the people who have no appreciation for the arts. They live a blind life of staying inside the lines.  Their comfort zone is limited so they get frightened by our unabashed expressions.
The true artists of the world will never let anything get in the way of their expressions. We have no choice. It is what we are.

1 comment:

  1. The passion you write with brings tears to my eyes.