am I ruining/taking advantage of the moment by thinking of how I can make art out of it later, or am I living with the perspective of an artist? something i’ve been thinking & writing about lately. it’s a fine line to have the external accountability to make art, like through keeping a newsletter or being in school, and just making art for the sake of creating a space to create, whether or not it is ever seen by others. when is it exploitative, or is it ever? man, thank you for putting some of my wonders into words my friend. beautiful work <3
I think that’s just the artist mind, my friend. A brilliant one you have!! 💛 I am honored that I could inspire you. Thinking about you and missing you very much!!!! Hugs
when there is nothing, when there is silence, i try not to think about the next thing to do. our brains are busy like that and it's hard but after a few minutes of struggle and battle, there usually lies at the slow end an entrance to meditation. it's like dreaming but sometimes it's also reflections. sometimes i notice more, become sensitive to my surroundings and i just let my senses surrender to the present and feel like i'm suspended in time, loving the slowness of it all. thank you for asking, thank you for writing, it's a call for a pause 🤍
am I ruining/taking advantage of the moment by thinking of how I can make art out of it later, or am I living with the perspective of an artist? something i’ve been thinking & writing about lately. it’s a fine line to have the external accountability to make art, like through keeping a newsletter or being in school, and just making art for the sake of creating a space to create, whether or not it is ever seen by others. when is it exploitative, or is it ever? man, thank you for putting some of my wonders into words my friend. beautiful work <3
I think that’s just the artist mind, my friend. A brilliant one you have!! 💛 I am honored that I could inspire you. Thinking about you and missing you very much!!!! Hugs
when there is nothing, when there is silence, i try not to think about the next thing to do. our brains are busy like that and it's hard but after a few minutes of struggle and battle, there usually lies at the slow end an entrance to meditation. it's like dreaming but sometimes it's also reflections. sometimes i notice more, become sensitive to my surroundings and i just let my senses surrender to the present and feel like i'm suspended in time, loving the slowness of it all. thank you for asking, thank you for writing, it's a call for a pause 🤍
Ahh yes, slowness. Beautiful. Thank you for your response 😌
beautiful, beautiful
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