while discussing creativity with a dear friend the other day, i realized that my mind goes a mile a minute and I actually lose more of my ideas and revelations than i seem to remember. i think we all wish at some time or another that our brains were hooked up to a hospital monitor, but instead of measuring heart

the discussion i had with my friend was fruitful in the sense that i realized there is so much more to living than people realize, there is always something to do, you just have to get up and do it. boredom is only a figment of our imaginations. creativity is a big part of this. i'd like to categorize myself as a creative thinker or an artist, i would classify my friend as this too, although when she said that she doesn't look at herself as an artist, this bothered me and i thought about my definition of an artist. my definition is two fold; one who physically creates works of art, or one who thinks out of the box, views things differently, and lives with an ever expanding reservoir of ideas and innovations within their mind. being an artist is not just an occupation, it's a lifestyle, you don't have to be good at drawing, it's a state of mind that doesn't have an off switch, everything you see is analyzed, every illustration, every photograph, every situation. the eye is constantly assessing space and is drawn to interesting points and details that would have otherwise been over looked by others. it's a gift. and it's natural. that's the beauty of art and creative living.
if you want to be more creative, or live more artistically, pay attention to how you do things, and what you make of your time. the best way, i think, to start is by not watching television. the next best way would to live your life more organically. stop texting, start writing. write notes, postcards, long letters, whatever. be organic in making that connection with people, ride your bike to their house, take a walk in a park with someone. that connection is made through the process of connecting, it's not just there, that's why it's called a connection, and we forget that in the time of instant response, instant latte, instant world. we're lacking the connecting process even within ourselves. how well do we really know ourselves, let alone others? do we take time out of our day just to connect with ourselves? we've lost sight that time is a constant, it is the only constant, really, yet we continue to fight it on a daily basis.
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